Continuing A Legacy

Today, May 14th, 2020, marks 18 years since my grandparents were killed in a car accident. I've thought about them a lot this week as this day drew near. How much I miss them; and how much they
shaped my life.

Edward and Mary Jane Eyring. While the truth is that they were imperfect, as we all are; they acknowledge that. They also loved the Lord fiercely. The loved their family. They loved strangers. They went on adventures. They took risks. They pushed boundaries. They raised my amazing mom. They helped to shape me.

Growing up I spent a lot of time with them. My grandmother taught me how to set the table correctly. She let me use her typewriter and introduced me to bagels. She would tickle my back, and gave good hugs. My grandfather shared with me his love of popcorn and black licorice. He gave me my first paying job at the age of 10 (+/-) in his office filing patient charts (before HIPAA). He was a surgeon, and I spent many hours wandering around his office. Watching Animaniacs and eating Chinese food in the break room, playing under the waiting room chairs, and listening to him dictate cases. I grew up in healthcare and I don't see my leaving healthcare anytime soon.

I could write all day about my memories of them. Things I got to do and see because of them. Things that they did that directly impacted who and where I am today. I just want to remember them. Their laughs. Their smiles. Because of them I got to go to the college that I wanted. Because of them I met my husband the first week there. I wish our kids could have known them.

I am so thankful to be able to continue their legacy.