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My song series is finally coming to an end and the last song is about another important woman in my life, my grandma. She is truly one of the most beautiful people I know inside and out. She has shown me what it means to be a strong woman who does anything she can for her family. And if that weren’t enough, she is the one who taught me how to make perfect mashed potatoes.

As a kid in the summers Grandma would have all of the grandkids out to her house for a week. We would camp, though sometimes Aunt Robin would move the tents in to the garage for us, play in the pool and in general just hang out with Grandma, Grandpa and our cousins. Then there were the New Years Eve ‘Parties’ where my cousins Jennifer and Natalie and I would watch ‘Girls Just Want To Have Fun’ on repeat.

As a senior in high school I was able to stay with Grandma and Grandpa Monday night through Friday morning. Some of the best memories I have are of the times I would come home, get my homework done and then help make supper. Then when I graduated from high school and went away to college mom, my aunts and grandma would come up sometimes for their annual shopping trip.

As she’s gotten older I’ve come to cherish the time I get to see her even more. Taking each boy home for the first time to meet their great grandma was wonderful.

The song I found that reminds me of this wonderful woman is Song of the Violin (Affiliate Link) by James Otto. I hadn’t heard the song in the past but now that I have, it is one of my favorites.

‘Song of the Violin’

The last fifty years
Have seen laughter and tears
And your hair slowly fade to gray
Your children are grown now
And it’s hard to believe
How the years have just all slipped away.

But in time you’ve gained a wisdom
That seems to elude the young
And each line that now marks your face
Tells the stories of all that you’ve done
So fear not the passing of days
‘Cause like the song of the violin
You only grow sweeter with age.

As time’s pages turn
You lived and you learned
What truly mattered most
Is family and friends
And in the end finding peace
In the path that you chose.

‘Cause in time you’ve gained a wisdom
That seems to elude the young
And each line that now marks your face
Tells the stories of all that you’ve done
So fear not the passing of the days
‘Cause like the song of the violin
You only grow sweeter with age.

Oh, in time you’ve gained a wisdom
That seems to elude the young
And each line that now marks your face
Tells the stories of all that you’ve done
So fear not the passing of the days
‘Cause like the song of the violin
You only grow sweeter with age
‘Cause like the song of the violin
You only grow sweeter with age.

The last fifty years
Have seen laughter and tears
And your hair slowly fade to gray.

There’s not much else to say about this amazing woman, she is truly a gift from God to our family.

It’s all under control, just not by me. God was in control when he blessed our entire family with this woman.