This morning, one of the most wonderful women I have ever known passed away. My grandmother was known as Vivan Wright to some, Ishey to others, but to her grandsons, she was Memaw. She taught all us grandsons (all 9 of us) some very important life lessons. Going to church on Sundays, that gravy was a food group, pink lemonade was way better than regular lemonade. She always had a stick of doublemint gum in her purse for me during church. She took me up to sing in the church choir when I was young, and I think it helped foster my love of music. She taught us all how to love, without condition. She was a truly God fearing woman. Trips to her house were the highlight of my week. And Christmas....wow, if there was ever another person who put that much love and caring into a Christmas celebration, all those chairs full of clothes and toys for ALL of us, I would be surprised. She shopped year round to make sure we all had a ton of gifts. The amount of love she had for us was, as I look back on it, just astounding. I guess if I were going to have to take away something from her life, that is what it would be, love. Give it freely, share it often, do it without condition. Spread love to all.