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We all have grandmothers, whatever term we use to describe them. Grandma, Nana, Gigi, etc. they are (or are supposed to be) the strong women anchoring the family in love. Grandfathers help solidify that outpouring of love.

I had one Grandma and one Busia.

Though, growing up, I didn’t always like that. And so didn’t always appreciate it. After all, having a Busia makes you different. As a kid, anything that makes you different is cause for mockery…or at least might be. In my youth, I unfortunately didn’t realize that Busia was simply the Polish word for someone who loves you more than you can imagine, more than you deserve, and more than you can possible know.

Basically, a grandmother.

And, everyone should be fortunate enough to have one.

Both of my grandmothers were exceptional. They loved hard but didn’t put up with anything. They showcased the complete, all-around definition of love.

And now both have passed on. Leaving a mark on all the lives they’ve touched.

That’s the true function of grandmothers. And really the function of all Christians. To show love when it’s hard and when it’s easy. To speak truth with grace.

My Grandma and my Busia had a way of chastising you so that you knew, without a doubt, that you were in trouble and didn’t want to repeat that mistake, error, or behavior, but they also loved you so hard that you had no choice but to realize just how important and special you were to them.

And they did that to each of their grandchildren…and they had more than a few. None of us felt left out or lacking in love from our grandmothers. We all knew just how much they loved us. We may not have responded as well or as quickly as we could have, but I think, I hope, they knew how deeply we appreciated them.

You are missed Busia. Loved dearly still.

You are loved Grandma. Missed dearly still.

And that’s really all we can do in life. Love deeply without expecting anything in return. Love like a grandmother. At the end of the day, we might be remembered for our accomplishments, but we will definitely be remembered for our love. When we touch lives, we can’t help but make ripples.

So toss a few stones into ponds and see what happens.