11/24/2025
30 Days of Gratitude – Day 24 – My Grandparents, PaPa Bill & MaMa Mary
Today is a special one. It’s been one year since my MaMa Mary passed away, & I can’t think of a better time to honor her & my PaPa Bill. ❤️
They married on Sept 18, 1955 & were young grandparents—just 40 & 46 when I was born. My parents were teen parents, so we lived with them for a while. They weren’t just grandparents… they were my stability, my safe place, my foundation.
RR #2 (now Apple Tree Lane) will always be home. They built the house in the early 70s, & it’s where we spent every Thanksgiving & Christmas. Lunch was “at noon,” though we never ate before 2. I loved watching MaMa make her famous homemade noodles in the kitchen.
They owned truck stops, gas stations, & restaurants, & taught me work ethic, family loyalty, & unconditional love. They weren’t perfect people, but they were perfect for me.
I always joked I was the 3rd Sherren daughter & their favorite grandchild. (They loved all of us fiercely — I just happened to be the mouthy one claiming the title. 😂) One day I’ll share the story of how I discovered my last name was listed as Sherren on my birth certificate.
Growing up at their house meant feeding cows, horses, goats, geese, dogs, & cats with names like Baby 1 & Baby 2, Diamond, Hank & Bam Bam, Gabby, Tuffy, & Snoopy. My childhood was full of fishing in the pond, sledding the big hill, riding cows, & painting turtle shells before releasing them.
One of my favorite memories: for my 11th birthday, they took me to Olive Garden (fancy to a small-town girl!) & then to Hill Department Store to spend my birthday money. I chose a denim jumper over a stuffed holiday mouse because MaMa said I had to pick. I didn’t know PaPa snuck off to buy the mouse anyway. I named her Holly, & she’s been with me since 1989.
Losing them—PaPa in 2000 & MaMa in 2024—has been one of the hardest parts of adulthood. Grief is the price we pay for love, & oh, did I love them the mostest.
I think grandparents should get to live forever. 💛