Memories of my Grandma Hatt

My Grandmother always seemed to amaze me in everything she did. One of my favorite memories is when we would travel with her to Ottawa by bus. She would have a tiny carry on bag with her the size of most women’s purses. Expecting to see her in the same dress everyday – she amazed us further with always looking very put together in a different dress each day. I think we started calling it her magic bag. One trip to Ottawa the bus was one seat short for us – so I sat on that little bag for 5 hours – I was thankful that small little bag could fit at her feet and it was not a bad seat for a little girl – I don’t think I minded one bit. Knowing Grandma she probably would have given me her seat if I got uncomfortable. As we all know she was also a bit of a push over. It was easy to convince Grandma that we always had cookies before dinner – I think she knew better but we thought we were getting away with something.

Being the youngest it seemed there were never enough seats or beds for me – I was the lucky one who got to cuddle in with Grandma and her satin pillows. When I was about eleven I thought I was getting too old to sleep with Grandma. When I woke up the next morning I was lying completely underneath Grandma and managed to slither my way from under her without waking her up. That was the last night I slept with Grandma.

When I was older I would always make sure we stopped in to visit Grandma – this day she was sad as an old friend had passed away – she did not feel comfortable driving to the funeral so we looked it up and I drove her there. I have never met someone so appreciative- she thanked me that day profusely – as well as 3 thank you cards in the mail and I think she may have even mentioned it to me last year. She was often worried about everyone else in her life she didn’t have time to think about herself.

I wish Sydney and Chloe would have known her more – they sure would have loved her along with her stashes of Chicklets and oatmeal cookies.