My grandma and grandpa on their wedding day.
Henrietta Marie McGinn Foster
Growing up, I remember visiting Grandma Foster in Salt Lake.
We would play with her dog Scotty a lot, we had Easter Egg Hunts in her yard, and she'd always be willing to give us all the Vaseline we needed, haha.
She was always extremely loving and had a good sense of humor.
Even up to the day my grandma left this world she would always have a big smile on her face when we came to visit her. When life wasn't the best for her she still found things to smile and laugh about.
I love how she would always pat my hand and call me honey with her English accent.
I love how she would genuinely call every one of us handsome or beautiful.
She would talk about family history work and how important it is.
She would talk about her decision to be baptized and how it was the best decision she's ever made.
She would talk about Heaven and how excited she was to see her husband.
Now she's with him. Now she's with her daughter. Now she's with her maker.
Grandma Foster was and is an amazing and strong woman.
I am so blessed that I had my sweet grandma in my life and that I will have her in my life again in the eternities.
