Happy Birthday Grandma Sue

Today Grandma Sue would have been 75 years old, and we all miss her terribly. When she passed, she had two grandbabies, and has gained one more since then, and now she has three more on the way as well! She would be thrilled to see the family growing. She probably *is* thrilled up there in heaven.




Have I told you about how Grandma Sue passed on her intuition? I think I mentioned it HERE, but it didn't end there. I haven't been able to blog about it because the announcement hadn't been made, but now it has so I'm free to blog! What announcement? My sister is having a baby! Hooray! I've actually known since early November... not because she set out to tell me or anything, but because of The Intuition.

A little background.

My sister had convinced all of us (and was probably convinced herself) that she wasn't going to have children. She'd always said she didn't particularly want kids, so we'd all given up waiting around for her to start the child-bearing process. (Well, all except Grandma Sue. I don't think Grandma Sue was the giver-upper type.)

Despite the fact that I thought kids were out of the question, when I was in Oklahoma in November staying with Clay and Shyla, I got an inkling. There were a few clues and everything (not having wine with dinner, having an evening "snack" when dinner wasn't ready soon enough, a random call from a doctor's office... those sorts of things) but like I said, a Shyla pregnancy wasn't the first thing on my mind, so I'm convinced that The Intuition played the largest part of my discovery. I'll make a long story short and say that after a day and a half of having a really strong feeling that Shyla was pregnant, I came right out and asked Clay. He tried to deny it at first, but finally fessed up. They were going to have a baby! Hooray! But they weren't ready to tell everyone, so mum was the word, and they slowly broke the news to their friends and family over the next couple of months.

But guess what? Grandma Sue helped spread the word even farther.

A couple of weeks after my pregnancy discovery, our aunt Ellen had a dream about Shyla. (Shyla hadn't told Ellen about the pregnancy yet.) In her dream, Ellen, Shyla, and Grandma Sue were sitting in a room together, when Grandma Sue got up and patted Shyla's belly and said something about the baby on the way. It was so vivid that Ellen called Shyla to have a little chuckle about it, only to discover that Grandma Sue was right, and Shyla was pregnant. Crazy, huh?

So even though we don't get to see her and talk to her and laugh with her like we'd love to do, we know that Grandma Sue is still a big part of our lives. And not just in the memory/memorial type way, she's actively there helping us out here and there and trying to spread good news.

Happy Birthday Grandma Sue! We love you!