Carolyn Mary Williams

Carolyn was the one person in the family who thought about the deep things. She could see so clearly into people and concepts.  With her brilliant support I made a few great life decisions. Her advice was easy to follow because her points were like a breeze: layered and calm if you could listen. 

She loved Beethoven and I think she loved him because they both had hard lives.  Carolyn had every right to be the meanest grumpiest person in her later years, but she wasn't. She was kind, empathetic, patient and wise.

She loved John Denver, who was a believer in humans only having two true emotions: fear and love. Grandma experienced both fear and love, and in the end I'd like to think she knew we all loved her and she had nothing to fear in this transition.

I asked her recently why she had painted me as Peter Pan when I was younger,  and she quickly said, “you are Peter Pan!”. She had a way of getting to the heart of things. There was something about her that made you feel that things were possible.