No current updates on Mema's Closet, drop-offs, or new volunteers but...
This past week I was privileged to spend a week at the beach with my family (Brian, Lisa, Bethany, Brian Ray, and Justin.) The beach is definitely a place were I am often reminded of Mema. It was one of her favorite places to be; and we created lifelong memories of time spent with her, particularly at the beach.
I am not even sure how long ago it was, but awhile ago, we were on the "Women's Beach Trip" (which we use to take every year and all of the women on the Futrill's side usually go.) On this particular trip, me, Bethany, and Karen wanted to go para-sailing. (I don't even remember all of the details, so correct me if anyone knows differently.) Me, Bethany, and Karen were too little to ride alone, so Aunt Jean and Mema decided they would ride with us. I got to ride with Mema, and Aunt Jean rode with Bethany and Karen. While we were up in the air, Mema (who always was chewing gum) decided to spit her gum out just to see how long we could watch it until it disappeared. We had the best time.

This past week, memories of Mema flooded through my head (which happens often) and I was blessed by the memories we got to share with her. She was such an inspiration to be around and I miss her so much. It's times like those when I'm just sitting on the beach and I smile because of a great memory that I am reminded how blessed I am to have such a wonderful grandmother. And how grateful I am to be her grand-daughter.
While we were at the beach, Mama, Bethany, and me got to spend some time together just enjoying each others company and laughing together. In some of this time, we talked about Mema and memories we have of her. It's times like last weeks vacation that I am so grateful and value the time I can share with my mother and sister. (And family!) I've learned over the years that I can't take time or love for granted, time is a gift and the Lord doesn't promise us tomorrow.
If you have a minute, take a second and share a memory you have of Mema... I could write a billion posts of memories, but I would love to hear some of your favorite memories of her.