My grandmother was a special person who always gave me unconditional love. I moved into her home when I was 15 years old. Gram would dance and sing with my friends and myself. Always ready with a hug and a kiss. No one could ask for more.
Gram would ride behind me on my dirt bike and trail ride with me in Mesick, MI. She never complained and just hung on for dear life. What fun we had.
My family has many "Della" stories. As we stood at her bedside as she lay dying, we told "Della" stories over and over again. It was a beautiful and joyful experience. My grandmother will be missed, but never forgotten. I love you now and forever, grandma. jwd