Eulogy For Grandmother

Not to long ago during Winter Break, my family and I had traveled to Utah to see my grandparents. It was then, that I had experienced something almost as bittersweet as the candy I prepared. I was sitting at the kitchen table and my grandmother walked in with a paper, “I found a recipe, I think you and me can knock it out!” she said as her eyes lit up and she grinned from ear to ear. I looked at the recipe, it turned out we were making pecan turtle truffles. I thought to myself these look delicious, everyone will love them! I will never forget the way I felt standing in front of that stove stirring hot caramel, I couldn’t believe how hot it was in the kitchen. I starting thinking about how often my grandmother has stood in this kitchen just

It was like she was unstoppable, she even survived and beat cancer. When I was younger my grandmother use to be grouchy so I grew to not like being around her. Once I got older though and with the help of my mother explaining, I realized she was just in pain and pretty much exhausted all the time. She beat cancer showing it who was boss, I could even notice that the color of her skin became bright rosey red once again. At first, I felt nervous even with it being a simple recipe, I was worried I would mix the wrong ingredients, or cook the caramel to long. I didn’t want to disappoint my grandmother. My grandmother made the chocolate and layed the cooked pecans on to the greased sheets, while I still continued to stir the caramel. I made my way to the table where the pecans lay, I then started to get spoonfuls of carmel and poured them onto the pecans. My grandma was the one to put the chocolate on, and once she had finished, we put the two pans of candy into the fridge for 30 minutes. My grandfather being the big kid that he is, snitched the first piece from the refrigerator. I turned around when I heard my grandfather say “good golly these are rock hard!” With an evil glare

At least that’s what it felt like, she could have just been jabbering at my grandfather. I decided to test the candy myself even knowing the risk of losing a tooth, and boy was my grandfather right. My grandmother looked over at me and saw that I was struggling to eat it. We both just looked at each other and laughed. I walked over to the stove and noticed we had a lot of leftover caramel and chocolate. “Grams we still have a lot of caramel and chocolate left, what should we do with it?” I asked my grandmother. She walked over to the fridge and pulled out an apple, and started cutting it up into slices. She handed a slice to my aunt, my mother, and one to me. “Try it” she said with a smile. We all dipped our apple slices into the caramel and into the chocolate. All three of us sat there in awe of how delicious it was, my grandma was truly amazing at turning a fail into a success. Ultimately, this experience taught me to appreciate my grandmother and all that she does. To not ever take her for granted, and to spend as much time with her while she is still here. Making