Mother,just want to say how very much you missed. I hope and pray to be even a fraction of person you were. If we had been granted 100 years together,it would not have been long enough. I strive to be best I can be. To remember what kind of wife,mother,and friend you taught me to be. It's a struggle but I keep trying. All my love forever,your loving daughter

I loved Opal like my own mother. May Opal rest in peace and all those whose heart she touched always remember what a kind loving soul she truly was. Daniel Lewis  Feb 11, 2015

I just learned of Opal's passing yesterday.  I am so sad to know she has gone. I will always remember her little knock on my door (we lived next door on Reata for 10 years) & we would sit outside & smoke & she would talk & talk & talk about her family.  Boy how she loved her family! I hope Mimi is being well cared for.  My thoughts & prayers are with you all as you adjust to life without her.  She was just too precious.

Grandma Opal was always there for me, for as far back as I can remember. It's so hard to believe that I can't just run right back into her arms, anymore. Her departure has left a hole in my heart.

I say "Grandma", instead of "Granny", 'cause when I was little, my parents called HER momma "Granny Sitchler", and her, "Grandma Opal", just to keep from confusing a three-year-old littler version of me. But somewhere along the way, I took to calling her "Granny", just like all the rest. And in turn, she called me, "My Sweet Steven".

My most lasting memories of her will be of her welcoming me on my visits with bright eyes and the familiar line, "Well, hey there, Grandson!"; or seeing her out on the back porch concentrating so hard on her latest crossword puzzle book, with a ubiquitous phone always within arm's reach; or watching her bundle up in her windbreaker jacket 'cause she thought Poppa blasted the truck air conditioning so cold! ("Billy, would you turn that down?!") Poppa taught me how to play chickenfoot dominos. But Granny taught me how to beat Poppa--when she wasn't beating me, that is! Even the simplest meals, like her immortal red beans and cornbread, always tasted that much better at Grandma's house.

Poppa and Granny both had this habit of telling the same old stories, over and over again. I don't really know if that was because they actually forgot that they had already told it so many times before, or if it just gave them tremendous joy to revisit old memories. Now, some of those memories turned out to be quite embarrassing, on occasion. I can remember squirming as I heard Grandma repeat this or that uncomfortable story about me for the upteenth time to another relative or a neighbor. But don't you know, I sure do wish I could hear her tell one of those embarrassing stories again?

I consider myself to be more of a man of science, than a man of faith. But the way that Granny touched our hearts and always made us feel so accepted and appreciated, so welcomed and so loved, was the closest thing to real MAGIC that I have ever experienced. I am not prone to religious talk, but having her in our lives was a complete and utter blessing. Whether family, or friends, or neighbors, or even total strangers, everybody was better off for having met her. Everyone loved that little old lady. You just couldn't help it!

You see these classic, archetype grandparent characters on TV and in the movies, and many of them really do seem quite warm and wholesome. But there ain't none of them that could ever hold a candle to OUR GRANNY!

I know that everybody loves their recently lost ones; I get that. And maybe I'm guilty of being a little selfish and short-sighted. But I don't care. I'm gonna go out on a limb and say it: We had the best darn grandmother, EVER!

As my eyes fill with tears, I write this to you. You were an amazing woman to so many who were lucky enough to know you. Although, you are not on this physical earth, you are over-flowing in my heart and mind. I will forever miss your sweet squeeze of my hand, the gentle kisses on my forehead, and the calm sound of your sweet voice. Missing you will never cease. I am guaranteed of your and Poppa's presence in spirit. Not a day will go by I won't miss you both. You will forever be in my heart and soul. As you agreed.....as my soulmate .I will love you until the end if time.

I Love you my Granny!! I will hug and kiss my Litl Princess again one day! Til then I will miss you EVERY single day!!!

You're an inspiration and special lady I'll forever hold you close in my heart. Thank you accepting Mason aka "lil' cowboy" and me with open loving arms. Rest in peace Granny. I love you always my chickadee?

I am so grateful for our Granny.  She brought us so much love, lead by example, and brought our Poppa into our lives.  I know we were cherished by her, and had a connection no distance could diminish. With her love in our hearts, and her voice in our heads, I know we must carry on the good living until we meet again.

OBITUARY

Opal Louise Davidson

26 March, 1930 – 20 September, 2014

Grand View Funeral Home & Memorial Park/Bethany Cemetery

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