Katherine Copeland had many names that her loves called her: Mama, Sister, Mrs. Copeland, Grandma, Great-Grandma, Gi Gi, and Grandma Tay. She became Grandma Tay to Mason as soon as he could eat solid food and talk. Grandma “Taters” was quickly shortened to Tay and their love for each other grew. Mrs. Copeland had a unique ability to make everyone that sat around her infamous kitchen table feel like they had a special bond with her that she didn’t share with anyone else. She gave love in lots of ways~by cooking food, being present, and her hugs. On Wednesday, I saw the twinkle in her eyes that I had missed seeing for the past year. She gave me a wink as I told her she was going to finish her race strong and we would never forget the strength she possessed. As James walked in the room, her love for him was evident on both of their faces and a life of full love and full dedication was realized by both.
She was the biggest cheerleader for my little section of the Copeland family. James and I took a few breaks when we first started dating, like many couples. Soon after we had reunited we joined her at Chappell Hill Church for a service. When the congregation was asked to give any prayer request or praise reports, Mrs. Copeland stood up and said, "I just want to thank God for bringing James and Beth back together. I have been praying and they are good together." Then I was embarrassed, but now I am thankful that we had someone praying for us from the very beginning.
Though her hands may have been knotted and gnarled with years of dedication to her family, church, and community, they were hands that knew love and how to love. And because she was no stranger to tragedy, heartache, and strife, she knew the importance of loving her family and committing to that wholeheartedly. May we all glean from her example and love our families with as much love and joy as she did. All of her will be missed and grieved for generations.
