Linda McDermott

It´s taken me a long time to write this. I am truly heartbroken by my grandma´s passing. Linda McDermott was a lot of things to a lot of people, but to me she was "Grandma Sugar". I called her Grandma Sugar because when I was younger she had a horse named Sugar and I love horses. I was very close with my grandma growing up, even living across the street from her for many years at one point, and then into adulthood. She has always been my safe place. She´s the one I could go to with my problems and to seek advice. If I didn´t know what to do, I would call her and I knew she would have the answer. Even when I think back to my childhood I feel like she was always there to help save the day when things were tough and we were going through something. She was like that with everyone in the family. She was everyone´s rock. When I think of a strong woman, I instantly think of her and her daughters. I mean they are seriously the strongest women I know. I am so proud to be a part of this family because of her and how she raised strong women. I can only hope that I can be half of what they are someday. My grandma was such a hard worker, and I noticed that as a child. She was always so supportive of anything I did. She would hang up my modeling stuff to making me custom made T shirts for my grooming business. My husband and I would take our kids over regularly before her stroke and have movie nights with her and grandpa. Honestly those have been some of my best memories. They were simple yet the best. We would call and ask what they wanted us to bring for dinner and we would watch a movie and talk all night. It would be a Friday or Saturday night and they were our first pick to hang out with being in our 20s haha. One time we prank called them and they were such good sports about it even though they called or went to that Chinese food place haha! I miss my grandma so much. I feel like I have a piece of me missing now. It´s hard knowing I´ll never hear her voice again. I can never call her for advice, bring her dinner, or go do things with her. There are so many stories and things I could write about her. And I´m sure this won´t be my last post on here. I´ll just be missing her everyday until I see her again in Heaven. And I know once I get there everything will be fine because she will be there waiting for me.