During a break in chemotherapy treatments last month, I squeezed in a visit with my grandmother. Grandma Griffin, as I called her most of my life, was a kind and humble woman who always greeted me with a kiss on my lips. No matter how hard I tried to avoid those juicy kisses, eventually I would lean in and greet my grandmother with a smile.
I am Louella Griffin Johnson’s oldest grandchild, but I didn't have my own child until my grandmother turned 90 years old. Grandma Griffin attended my daughter’s first birthday celebration, which will always be a special moment in our lives.
On April 6th, my beloved Grandma Griffin was called to glory. My last living grandparent quietly passed away at her home in Chesapeake, Virginia at the age of 96, leaving a host of grandchildren and great-grandchildren to continue her legacy.
Her love helps inspire me as I continue battling stage IV colon cancer. In my fight against cancer, as in my work as a business owner and author, my strong foundation came from people like Grandma Griffin who came before me. I learned to fight with everything within me to win while never losing sight of my faith and my family.
We lay Grandma Griffin to rest tomorrow, but I know her strength is still alive in me. Thank you Grandma for your wisdom, and your shining example of how to get the most out of life. Until we meet again, know that I love and adore you.