Grandma Hansom

On March 14, 2011, my Grandma Hansom died from complications of a hip fracture. She will be missed, but we all are so grateful that she won't be in pain anymore. We also know that she is in a much better place and has been reunited with her husband who died 16 years ago. She was 98.5 years old when she died--for anyone who knew her that half year is very important. She once told someone she was older than she actually was because "it sounded more impressive".

She and my Grandpa left quite a legacy--6 children, 31 grandchildren, 95 great-grandchildren (and counting), and 24 great-great-grandchildren (and counting). I am honored to be one of the 31 grandchildren.


I don't have many specific memories of my grandma. Mostly they are just general memories--the carpeted garden; her candy dish with those brachs royals candies; her cookies that she kept fresh with a slice of bread or orange peel; sweet peas and snap dragons; watching Capitol with her while she crocheted; and my favorite: she swore she was taking viagra for her allergies (we couldn't convince her it was called Allegra).

I do remember one time, though, when I was young. I'm not sure how old I was, but I was old enough that my parents left me home to babysit. I fell asleep while they were out and woke up at some point in the night. I got scared by some of the noises our house made. I didn't know what to do so I called Grandma. While I was on the phone with Grandma my mom came down the hall and asked who I was talking to. I didn't realize that my parents were home. It must have been very late but I knew my grandma would help me.   

Her funeral was March 19th. It was such a beautiful day. It was wonderful to spend it with family remembering Grandma. Her grandchildren and their spouses sang her favorite song "Where Can I Turn For Peace". We filled the choir loft at the church building. Then the great-grandchildren sang "Families Can Be Together Forever." It was a sweet tribute to her.

I am very thankful for the knowledge I have of the Plan of Salvation and what happens after we die. I am also grateful that my kids knew their Great-Grandma Hansom.