{"id":164,"date":"2025-05-13T15:39:51","date_gmt":"2025-05-13T15:39:51","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/copingnpservices.com\/blogs\/?p=164"},"modified":"2025-05-13T15:40:44","modified_gmt":"2025-05-13T15:40:44","slug":"a-tribute-to-my-grandparents-a-lifetime-of-love-lessons-and-legacy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/copingnpservices.com\/blogs\/a-tribute-to-my-grandparents-a-lifetime-of-love-lessons-and-legacy\/","title":{"rendered":"A Tribute to My Grandparents: A Lifetime of Love, Lessons, and Legacy"},"content":{"rendered":"<h2><b>Healing Through Grief with Written Words of a Tribute<\/b><\/h2>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I believe with all my heart that people come into our lives for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. For me, my grandparents were my lifetime. They were with me for 48 beautiful years\u2014every step of the way, for as long as I can remember until their death.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Losing them just seven months apart in 2021 has left an emptiness I can\u2019t quite explain. My Grannie, Rev. Amelia B. Cummings-Stryker, left us on January 9, 2021. My Grandaddy, Retired Brigadier General Jehu T. Stryker Sr. and Former Marshal of the Supreme Court of Liberia, followed on August 14, 2021. They were married for 68 years, and their love was unshakable.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">They were more than grandparents\u2014they raised me from birth in Monrovia, Liberia, when my mother had me at 18 years old. They became my parents, protectors, teachers, and my biggest supporters.<\/span><\/p>\n<h3><b>A Foundation of Faith, Discipline, and Support<\/b><\/h3>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">From feeding me as an infant to attending every school graduation\u2014including my Doctorate\u2014they were always there. They cheered for me during my military Officer&#8217;s Basic Training in San Antonio, TX. I\u2019ll never forget the look of pride on Grandaddy\u2019s face as I stood there as a young U.S. Army Lieutenant\u2014his legacy continuing in me.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">They taught me how to pray, how to cook, and how to think for myself. They never hesitated to correct me when I was wrong, but it was always done in love. Grannie would always say, <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cAngel, let God be your guide.\u201d<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> I hold those words even closer now as I navigate through life\u2019s storms and journey.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">And Grandaddy? Every morning he\u2019d say, <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cMa, come get your lunch money.\u201d<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> Years later, I got to return the love: <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cHere\u2019s your lunch money and allowance,\u201d<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> I\u2019d say\u2014and they\u2019d smile and say, <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cGod bless you, Ma.\u201d<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> Those simple exchanges held so much love.<\/span><\/p>\n<h3><b>The Life Lessons That Shaped Me<\/b><\/h3>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">My grandparents gave me so much more than a roof over my head. They gave me character, faith, and strength. Through their example, I saw what real marriage looked like\u2014full of forgiveness, patience, and love that endured. Even through their hard times, they stuck together.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">They showed me what strong work ethic and integrity look like. I learned early business skills from them, especially watching Grannie run her own business as a proud Black woman in Liberia. They believed in me even before I believed in myself. Their guidance made me not just the woman I am today\u2014but the mother, the provider, the leader.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">They were funny, too. Always had a way of making people laugh. One of my favorite memories is taking them shopping on the military base in 2019\u2014and they ran me over with the electric chair cart! <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">LOL.<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> That memory still makes me smile.<\/span><\/p>\n<h3><b>Love That Never Leaves Us<\/b><\/h3>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">From 2000 to 2008, I had the honor of having them live with me. Those years were full of shared moments and deep connections I will always treasure. They were there for my biggest milestones\u2014pinning as a Second Lieutenant in 1999, and graduating with my Doctorate in 2015.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Pictures help keep those memories alive. They\u2019re a comfort in grief, a light in the darkness. They remind us that although our loved ones may be gone, their love never fades. I share also because a written tribute is a great way to continue to heal from grief. May you find peace in your voice and memories.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">So thank you, Grannie and Grandaddy. I miss you every single day. But I know you\u2019re at peace now, resting in Heaven, free from pain and full of joy. God has welcomed you with open arms: <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWell done, my good and faithful servants.\u201d You transitioned in his timing from labor to rest now.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I know you\u2019re still guiding me\u2014one on each shoulder\u2014helping me stay grounded, strong, full of love and compassion. I will carry your lessons for the rest of my life.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Until we meet again,<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> With all my love,<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><br \/>\n<\/span> <b>Angel (AKA)<\/b><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A moving tribute to the lasting love and legacy of my grandparents, who raised me with faith, discipline, and unwavering support. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":165,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-164","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-blog"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/copingnpservices.com\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/164","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/copingnpservices.com\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/copingnpservices.com\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/copingnpservices.com\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/copingnpservices.com\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=164"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/copingnpservices.com\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/164\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":167,"href":"https:\/\/copingnpservices.com\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/164\/revisions\/167"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/copingnpservices.com\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/165"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/copingnpservices.com\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=164"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/copingnpservices.com\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=164"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/copingnpservices.com\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=164"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}