My MeMae

“Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.” ~ Mary Elizabeth Frye

MeMae, Aunt Sarah, Mom [center], and Uncle Gid pose for a holiday photo.

MeMae, Aunt Sarah, Mom [center], and Uncle Gid pose for a holiday photo.

My world shattered on December 16th, 1996 when MeMae passed away.  I’ll never forget mom calling me into the playroom that terrible night.  Fresh out of the bathtub I still had my towel wrapped around me.  The room started to spin like I was on a Tilt-A-Whirl while simultaneously shifting as if there was an earthquake.  All I could do was curl into the fetal position and sob.

I miss her so.  What I wouldn’t do for my kids to know the incredible woman that was MeMae.  Sometimes I transport myself back to childhood memories with her– and insert my own children into scene.  She would absolutely adore them.

Not too many people manage to leave this earth on the same day they came into it.  But my beloved grandmother did just that.  I like to think of her coming full circle at the end of a very fulfilling life.

With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,



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1 Response to My MeMae

  1. Sarah says:

    Sloane, thank you! This is a wonderful tribute to Me-Mae. I think about her everyday and you’re so right, she would’ve absolutely loved Adam,Tatum and Wilson and Denton, her grandchildren’s children! She was y’all’s last refuge, you, Oliver and Gideon, as you grew up, and needed refuge from parents (haha) and little treats and books read and manners taught. As well as she and Lottie were all of our dogs’ BEST friends: Robin, Rick, Lady Sally, Cinnamon and Seymour! Feeding them tidbits behind our backs and making sure they were well taken-care-of furry children! She knew just what to say and what to do for all of you in your times of special needs and everyday comfort. And was definitely our best mentor and a selfless, giving, wonderful person. She sees and knows the babies even if they don’t know her. Y’all all please keep her and Lottie alive to them as they grow up. Love

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