Saturday, October 3, 2009

Remembrances of Emma

My overall impression of Emma is one of quiet efficiency with a mixture of "imp."  She was superb in all things she addressed in her life: loving wife and mother, exquisite fabric artist, devotion to her religion, generosity to family and friends and a willingness to go the extra mile for anyone.

Emma was funny, too!  Many times at Pen Women meetings or Gypsy Traders she'd tell a silly story on herself.  One of my all time favorite remembrances was when Ted was our featured speaker at Gypsy Traders and the banter between the two of them, telling "the rest of the story," or correcting one another's "memory" was hilarious and all in good fun. 

And then there was the time no one stepped up to be President of Gypsy Traders, so Emma did.  She was already so over-committed, but she felt it her duty to fill the post.  Problem was, she was hesitant to tell Ted.  Each month as she stood up to conduct the general meeting, our members would ask, "have you told Ted yet?"  And for months she answered, "not yet."
Ted, I still don't know if she ever told you!

Emma, like Ted, was a very talented artist.  Her fabric pieces of wearable art and quilts were indescribably beautiful and won many awards.  The work was impeccable and must have taken her untold hours of dedication.  Her handicraft was detailed, creative and in many cases hinted (or howled) her impish side.  Her bright colors and choice of subjects delighted all who knew her.   Emma was always dressed in a perfectly matched outfit, be it one of her own designs or otherwise.  
And I mean matching, right down to her wristwatch and shoes!

My dearest, but most bittersweet memory of Emma, was my last visit to her as she lay dying in her hospital bed at home with her loving family swirling about her.  As I approached her bedside with a bouquet of flowers from the Sacramento branch of the National League of American Pen Women, she opened her eyes and softly called for Ted.  "Look, look, she whispered as she smiled at me through a morphined haze.   "Her shirt matches the flowers."

Emma, ever the artist and dear loving friend.  I will miss you greatly.

Love, 

Liz Thayer

1 comment:

  1. Thank you for your story. That was beautiful. I laughed picturing Opa's and Oma's banter back and forth. It reminds me of many Christmas's together listening to them "discuss" the stories behind the gifts they were giving. I've spent my whole life knowing my Oma, but I expect there are many more stories about her that I have not heard than otherwise. During such a reflective time, it's an enormous privilege to learn these extra details about her.

    Christian (Grandson)

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What is Your Emma Story?

This blog is a chance to remember and honor Emma by bringing us together in a way that can only be done through a medium like the internet. We love her, we will miss her, but she's here for a short time still, and we want to smile and cry and laugh together with her as much as possible while we can.

Emma has touched a monumental number of lives through her work as a mother, grandmother, friend, teacher, artist, and to Ted as a dear wife. There are countless stories that have already been told many times, and there are many others that we're going to learn for the first time as we read them here.

PLEASE SHARE YOUR THOUGHTS, STORIES AND PICTURES!!!

Not only will we be able to laugh and smile together, even after Emma has passed, but we will be sharing this blog with Emma. If you have a story, long or short, silly or sad, pensive or outrageous, please take some time and share it with us and Emma.

This is such a dear time for all of us. Thank you for your thoughtfulness and prayers.

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