Margo from Chicago
Grandma wasn’t even from Chicago. She had no family there (that we knew of), didn’t go there on trips, but it’s a nickname Grandpa Scap gave her, and it just stuck. She was always Margo from Chicago.
This is gonna be a tough one. Trying to type through tears to find the right words, but I know nothing will do justice. So here goes.
As my heart is in a million little pieces right now, Grandma Margo I know you are at peace. You were the strongest, most resilient woman that I’ve ever known, I’m sure many will agree with me. The beast known as COVID-19 took you before any of us were ready to say goodbye. But thanks to a very helpful nurse and the power of technology, we were lucky enough to get to say goodbye via FaceTime. We await the day we can properly lay you to rest and give you the memorial you deserve.
If you met Margo, you loved her. That was it. She was full of wisdom, wacky stories and so much love that she tried to give to everyone she met. And she showed that love through not only her wisdom, but also through her food. Her cooking was something else. Not only delicious, it brought people together. It made your heart feel good. I hope I can remember all the delicious dishes I’ve watched you make over the years.
She was so much more than my grandma. She was my rock, a huge support system, my buddy and just about my everything in between. I took her with me whether on the phone or on FaceTime everywhere I went. Sitting in traffic on the way to and from school, countless road trips to Connecticut while Chris was deployed, on the phone to every country I’ve been to, and every single day in between.
Grandma, I am so grateful that we had so much time together. I remember you always sneaking me a bottle of chocolate milk after you picked me up from preschool before mom came home. I‘ll also cherish coming to the hospital the morning after my wedding to have our own private dance party, and everything in between. I will keep everything you’ve taught me and shown me right in my heart. I’m so happy that you got to share time with Chris and Chloe Margaret, and I love that you even called her “Baby Margo” even more. I will always tell her of her namesake and remind the kids of how much you meant to all of us.
I would normally tell you to say hi to Grandpa Scap, but we all know you’ll be back to your old ways as soon as you see him 😆.
The angels had a spot waiting just for you. You have given us so much love over the years that our love for you will never, ever run out. You can be sure of that! You were the strongest “trunk” of the family and leave behind huge shoes for all of us to fill. And we will try! Although you are irreplaceable, it’s time for and mom and me to do our best to carry on your lineage, your traditions, and your recipes!
I will think of you every day. I have every day before and will for the rest of my days. And above all else, I will try to always be cautious, careful, alert, vigilant, aware of my surroundings, and have the common sense to THINK.
I will love you for the rest of my forevers, my Grandma Margo From Chicago. I’ll try every day to make you proud. The pictures and memories will never end, and I look forward to little signs from you. Until we meet again, my angel.
Love you forever,
your Dani