November 2, 2013- Grandma Franta Estelle Lewis Smith passes away...

My closest, spunky, petite grandma smith passed away. My parents were at our house, we had just gotten done with a luncheon we had after my niece Sadee was baptized, and Dean and I were getting ready for a Jazz game we had tickets for and my parents were going to watch Mya while we went with Dean's friend Russell Ward and his girlfriend. My Uncle Brad called my mom and we heard my mom start to cry and we knew what the news was right away.
 Grandma fell the week before but she was doing ok, she couldn't really walk but she didn't break anything and her mind was still as sharp as ever and she was still living at her own house, so I was surprised she went so fast. She had complained of a stomach ache that day and my uncle lewis and brad were taking her to the hospital when she passed on the way there. A few days before she fell I went to Franklin with the kids to finish some sewing projects for Halloween (I made a post on that visit) and of course when ever I go to Franklin I visit her. I walked over with the kids to visit my beloved Grandma. Mya loves going over there because she gets an "all day sucker" and she loves her toy box. I remember thinking as I was heading back to Santaquin after that visit, 'I'm not going to see grandma again' but I disregarded that thought because Dean and I were planning on coming back to Franklin for our anniversary which was only a little more than a week away (nov 7th) and I thought I would see her again then. I know now that was the Spirit speaking to me and making sure I told her I loved her and hugged her. I'm so thankful for that tender mercy. I called grandma the day before she passed just because I felt like it and I asked how she was doing and told her that I loved the night stand she gave me for our house. I am so glad I called her! I know it was the spirit guiding me so that when she passed I wouldn't have any regrets that I didn't talk to her and tell her I loved her.

I was raised right next to her and always remember having vanilla ice cream with chocolate syrup, gma playing cards with her friends, playing with her jewelry, looking at her old photos and hearing all her family history stories (I am so proud of my ancestors and the legacy they left), her chopping her bottom dentures up and down to tease the kids, her smell, her old house with the big front porch swing, her beautiful yard, repainting her car port, her hair color changing quite often, her tv on so loud usually on a Jazz game, her all day suckers and cookies, her mink fur coats, her antiques (a violin built in the 1700s, a cane made by Brigham Young, her mothers wedding shoes... just to name a few), her makeup, her competitiveness in playing cards, playing checkers that she kept under the couch, her rock coffee table, peeing in her plant holder thing that looked like a toilet to me, swinging on her swing, her wishing well, her seashells, her lilac bushes, Christmas eve parties, her 3-wheeler, camping with her and gramps, watching the Idaho Days fireworks on her front law, etc.....

My entire life has her in it!!!! She was a spitfire and she loved everyone! She was so proud of her posterity and her ancestors and talked about us all the time.

I love her and miss her more than words can describe!!!