The Song is Ended, but the Melody Lingers On...

The history of our grandparents is remembered not with rose petals but in the laughter and tears of their children and their children's children.  It is into us that the lives of grandparents have gone.  It is in us that their history becomes a future.  ~Charles and Ann Morse

The Proulx Family lost their beloved Matriarch on March 9, 2011. My Grandma Proulx passed away peacefully in her sleep at 11:15pm in Palm Springs, Ca. This post is for her.

Some of my fondest memories as a child are those I spent with my Grandma Proulx. I remember spending weekends with her. Just her. No Mom or Dad or little Brother. Grandma and I would play "Go Fish" or swim in the  pool. She'd take me to the grocery store where she'd let me choose a toy, game or coloring book and we'd buy macaroni and cheese and Kool Aid for lunch/dinner. She'd let me dress up in her pumps and dresses and play with her make-up. I remember her lipsticks were in pretty, somewhat tarnished silver cases. They had an old, waxy smell. I remember playing "Christmas" with her. I'd wrap her jewelry up in little packages and she'd humor me by opening them like they were new treasures. I remember calling my Mom after a day or two with Grandma and begging to stay another day.  I wish I could have another day with her now more than ever. I want to wrap my arms around her. See her smile. Hear her laugh. Tell her one more time how much I love her and what she means to me. It's hard to lose somebody you love.
These photos are from last August. Hayden was 4 months old at the time. I am beyond grateful Hayden had a chance to meet her Great Grandma Proulx. The memories of her cuddling Hayden, singing her songs and reading her stories are ones that I will cherish forever. These photos are absolute treasures to me and will be to her as well some day. I wish I had taken a million more....

Grandma, Aunt Jo & Hayden



Holland & Grandma

Grandma Proulx, Aunt Julie & Juliana

Below is an exerpt from her obituary:

She loved to paint, garden, read, laugh hard, sit in the warm sunshine, do jigsaw puzzles, listen to music, drink wine, and watch the sun set in the desert landscape. Jean was an independent soul, a devoted mother, grandmother, great grandmother, sister, friend, mother-in-law, and wife. With the many struggles she faced throughout her life she endured and made the best she could of every situation. She is dearly loved and will be missed by all that new her and appreciated her lively spirit.

My Grandma was a beautiful spirit and my heart is sad that I will never see her again. For now, I will celebrate her laughter, her love, her life and her spirit.  This weekend I will poor a glass of Chardoney add a few ice cubes and turn on a little Hank Williams. I'm sure she'd like that.... 

I love you Grandma Proulx and I will hold you in my memory and in my heart  forever and ever. 

 Myra "Jean" Wallace Proulx

February 19, 1936 - March 9, 2011