A wintersong for you.


I wrote this post last week, before the weekend happened.  I'm sad to say that our sweet, sweet Grams lost her battle to cancer on Sunday.  
I had a chance to say goodbye to her on Friday.  I held her hand and told her how much she meant to me and how much I loved her.  
It was an extended goodbye that took all weekend, but her two sons and daughter in laws were there the whole time, holding her hands and supporting her.  
 I am grateful we had the chance to tell her everything that she needed to know, for we didn't get that chance with Grandpa.  We told Grandma to tell Grandpa how much we missed him and loved him and that Kyla's baby would have Elizabeth or Harvey in his/her name.  She knew how much she was loved and she in turn gave us peace too, letting us know how much she loved us and that she was ready to go and to be with Grandpa and her family.  She even made us laugh when she brought Mom, Dad, Uncle Doug and Aunty Marcie in to say her goodbyes and to let everyone know she loves them...then only to close her eyes and a minute or so later, say "am I dead yet?" and "why can I still hear you?"
It was a very long weekend, but beautiful in a way too.  There are so many memories.
I am proud of my dad and uncle for being there with her the entire time.  What great examples of love they are.
The cousins did some great sharing too and Lea quickly scanned the pages from a book she had Grandma write with her memories.  While I'm not going to share it all with you, I do want to show you a couple of the pages that really struck a chord with me.  She was an amazing woman with an even more amazing outlook in life.  I wish I would have read this a long time ago. 

OH, Grams, we  miss you so much. 

As for this blog this week, we'll continue on with the posts that I scheduled during the end of last week, knowing what was to be and that I would need to just be still and in prayer.

95% of my Christmas shopping was done in November.
I like it this way because December already has enough on it's plate, that adding crazy malls to that equation drives me batty.

December for me is spent putting together and mailing out Christmas cards, decorating my house, making yummy treats that remind me of my youth and working our year in review video.
While putting in the 20+ hours to takes to make a video that summarizes our year, I spend a lot of time looking at pictures and video while remembering.

December for me is a wonderful time for reflection.

So today, let's take a look back at some of my favourite December moments of my youth that have defined who I am:

Santa was coming....I would get so excited I'd get nose bleeds!

The year Mom and Dad got me my own phone/line...it was 922-PARK.  Cute.  I spent A LOT of time on the phone. Christy and I would spend all day at school together and then come home and talk for 3 hours. No wonder they felt I could use this.
A year spent in Quebec City was the biggest influence in my career formation.  I particularly remember strolling Old Quebec during the Christmas season and falling in love with the atmosphere and spirit there.  We went skating a couple of times dans le vieux.

The art of giving meaningful gifts was mastered by Grandma Park.  How many hours she spent knitting and crocheting us afghans, tuques, mitts, scarves....I pray that she will see another Christmas with us.
When I think of my Grandma Diehl, this is exactly how I remember her: at Christmas, and in her element. The long table for the family, Santa's visit, her apron and smile and busy busy nature trying to make everyone happy.
Mom and Dad would always wait until the week before Christmas to get a tree/decorate. Mind you, we had a real tree growing up (and I will somehow convince Dan to get back to that)...I loved sitting by the tree and just relaxing. In our home, we decorate on the 1st of December in order to extend the relaxing by the lights of the tree season.
I loved Christmas so much that I got married right after Christmas. More on our wedding in a couple weeks when we celebrate our 10th wedding anniversary!  I had two maids of honour, I couldn't pick between my sweet sister and BFF who has known me just as long!


  1. I am so inspired by the relationship you all shares with grams. Makes me want to go home and give my own gramma a hug. Such a display of love.

    Also I remeber you number. 922.7275???? I also got my own line. Lots of time for talking :)

    Hang in there this week while you celebrate grams life. Hugs.

  2. I'm so sorry for the loss of your grams, and I'm so glad that you were able to spend such valuable time with her. I'll be thinking of you and all your family this week.

  3. I love your grandma's sense of humour! Also so happy that you all got to say good-bye. That is truly a gift. Love you.

  4. Thanks for posting this honest and heartfelt tribute to your grandma. Thankful that you have such wonderful memories of her to carry with you. hugs, friend + I've been praying for you

  5. What a beautiful tribute Deena! I loved reading this and seeing your sweet pics! So special! Your beautiful grandma is singing with the angels now! Hugs!!

  6. This is a particularly tough month to lose a loved one. I am so sorry for your loss. Thanks for sharing a few pages of the memory book - what a wonderful idea and treasured keepsake. I'm glad that you have it.

  7. Oh, Deena. I am just reading this today. I am so sorry for your loss. Your grams sounds like a wonderful woman. I am glad you had this special last weekend to say everything you wanted to. Glad your grams and grandpa are hugging in Heaven tonight.


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