Betty Eileen Alexander
February 23, 1930 – March 10, 2018
Betty Eileen Alexander was born on February 23, 1930 and passed away on March 10, 2018.
- Funeral Service Saturday, March 17, 2018
Betty Eileen Alexander
have a memory or condolence to add?ADD A MEMORY
receive updates when new memories are postedRECEIVE UPDATES
March 18, 2018
Counselor "What would you say to her?"
River "All the things you want to say to someone who's suddenly gone away. How the air was knocked out of your lungs the moment they left. How you will never breath the same way again. How you miss them. Miss them till your teeth ach."
Today this scene from River really hits home. Last week Grandma died. And now all I can think of is how I took her being there for granted. It's stupid, but I realize now I didn't honestly believe she would die. I knew, intellectually that some day she would, but it was just such a surprise that it would actually happen. I feel like a part of my world that was stable, constant and forever has suddenly stopped. Indeed, I feel a lot like I imagine one would feel if the sun were to suddenly burn out. Sure we know that it must happen someday, that it is natural and inevitable, that it must eventually cease, but at the same time the idea of it doing so anytime soon is outrageous.
She was not always the easiest person to be around. She could be mean, she could be frustrating. She did not particularly care about what other people wanted.
But she could also be amazingly kind.
And she was always there for us when we needed her the most. When we lost our home and were living out of hotel rooms and friends houses she called my parents one day and told them she'd bought them a house. Being grandma she expected them to pay her back, and we got no real input into where or what the house was, but also being grandma and grandpa it was a good house in a proper neighborhood for raising kids.
She was loyal and true. I find myself overwhelmingly filled with regrets for not going to see her more. For not calling or writhing more often. For letting the time we had togeather slip away. For not getting a chance to say good bye, or I love you. Because through her good and her bad, she was my Grandmother and I will miss her.
March 17, 2018
I always remember grandma and her painting. It's the thing she passed down to dad, then me, a love of art. When I think about her I think about her paintings and pictures, how beautiful her garden scenes were. I think about tea, and card games. Playing hearts was one of my favorite things to do when I came to visit. I think about her voice, which was very dignified.