Grandma and her Grandson

Grandma Darlene Bestgen died shortly after I posted about her on the 16th.  

Today is the 4th anniversary of my brother Mark's death.  I am not sad today because I am rejoicing the lives of Grandma and Mark and at the fact that there must have been a grand reunion in heaven on the 16th.  Grandma missed Mark so very much.  I know that if Mark had outlived Grandma that her death would have been hard for him.  He loved her and was completely devoted to her happiness.  He would visit her all the time since we lived just down the road and across a field from her.  I know those two had a special bond.

Here is Mark sitting on Grandma's lap in 1993.  Grandma was one of those good grandmas who always had  an open lap policy and time to cuddle. 

 Grandma took this picture in 1995 of Mark holding the hand of her Blessed Virgin Mary statue.  Grandma was one of those good grandmas that lived her faith and shared it.

 Grandma took this picture of Grandpa and Mark in 1997.  Grandma was one of those good grandmas that always took the pictures and made sure she ordered extra copies to share.

 HA HA we took this picture of Grandma and Mark on his 7th birthday in 1998.  Grandma was one of those good grandmas who came for birthday parties and brought gifts.

 Adam, Grandma and Mark in 2000.  Grandma was one of those good grandmas that loved to give the spotlight to her grandchildren and their special accomplishments. This was a good example of how she did that.  This was her birthday cake that was shared with Adam, whose birthday is the day before hers.  This was her birthday cake that was shared with Mark for his First Holy Communion.

This is a picture that Grandma took of Mark in 2001.  Grandma was one of those good grandmas that honestly believed everything her grandkids created was beautiful.  She would have treasured that snowman until the day it melted.  She was proud of the things her grandkids made for her.  If you could see her wall you would understand.  There was never a scribble on a paper or a handprint in paint that was considered unworthy to hang up on her wall or put in a book to enjoy later.

Grandma was one of those good grandmas.