In Memory of
Allie Mae Hall
May 28, 1919- March 6, 2014
We called her Grandma Allie-
She loved our babies right along with us.
She nurtured them, fed them, cleaned them, and always read them books.
She would murmur "fiddle sticks" if they got into something they shouldn't have.
Day in and day out, we'd pick her up, drop her off and say goodbye and good morning.
We did this for 2 years.
Kali and Tori were lucky enough to have these tender hands hold them.
Her eyes to care for their needs.
My breast milk handled so carefully for Kali.
Her apologies were slightly filled with chuckles. Only because she's been down that road.
Those moments pass.
Things can be cleaned, and fixed.
She knew that.
Little did she know she was teaching us a thing or two.
Those babies and soon toddlers kept her busy.
Getting into things, hiding things.
They smiled, chuckled and ran off when she'd try and grab em.
They don't remember this.
We do.
Especially Kali missing her nursing moments. Sucking her thumb to get by.
Gramma Allie still held her tight...and rocked away the tears.
She is a beautiful soul. When people speak at funerals, and give eulogies about people they call family or friend. Her's will be filled with the true meaning of "Kindness"- and "Loving"-
She never batted an eye at those that took advantage of her. She loved them all.
She never missed sending a birthday card to Kali, except for last year.
She was almost 95.
She will be missed by all those babies, kids, neighbors, friends and anyone that had the honor to know her.
May she rest peacefully and find her husband, and both sons in Heaven.
We will celebrate her life on Saturday afternoon. At a chapel in Bellflower that has spanish all over the title, and building. Somewhere in the title I did get "Angel"-
And that she was. And now is.
Wish us luck.
Love to you all,
This Mama Lisa
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