My son's mom's mom, his Grandma Bettie, passed gently into forever just before midnight last night, here in Georgetown, Texas. Her family are long-time Georgetown residents, growing with this city over the generations. She was in her home, with family and hospice attending her when she passed. Bettie Millar is survived by two daughters, five grandchildren, and a passel of great-grandchildren. All of them are smart, creative individuals and they all remember their grandma with love. Bettie loved to travel. She spent many happy years on the road, mostly visiting the western half of the United States. She particularly loved Colorado. She would travel with friends and family but also had no problem hooking up the Saturn behind her RV and taking off by herself for months at a time. Bettie was an old fashioned girl. She struggled a bit with the modern world but got every moment of joy out of her life that she could. When she could no longer travel, she volunteered almost every day at the Estrella Oaks Nursing and Rehab facility here in Georgetown. She brought a sweet smile and a cheerful attitude, spreading a little extra light with every visit. Bettie was great at games. No one could beat grandma. Her body gave out but her mind was sharp to the end, beating my son at Pente just a couple weeks before she passed. He is good at Pente, she had never played before. If, as a healer once said, the end of life is like "the taking off a tight shoe", when Bettie's end came, she did not suffer long. Today, she is free of all earthly cares, free of any pain, and my prayers are for her family. Her granddaughter, Mary Rose, wrote a poem to her grandmother a few days ago that well reflects how much she will be missed... The Southern bell isn’t ringing and her clocks are not chiming.
The sun sets, wondering if a new day will be rising. The garden misses its keep. The granddaughter weeps. And soon comes the starry, undefinable sleep. For Bettie Millar, the woman who told me rhymes and bedtime stories, taught me how to be a lady, and shared her passion for plants with me. Don’t go..
There is so much to say that I can’t say it all. I feel like I have no words... but at the same time, I have 100,000 million things to say about Brittany. I have not one single thought or word that is negative, only happy, loving, and joyful, just as she was. I saw her last week and we had such a good visit and conversation. We had some serious talk, but we also had some really good laughs...as always. I’ve never been so impacted by a single person in my entire life. Besides being awkward and goofy, what we had most in common and connected over was that we both are positive and eternal optimists. On that note, I will not say anything about the pain of this grief, but only of the blessing that she was to me and everyone she crossed paths with. Thanks to our friendship, I’ve gained the love for fitness and understanding of what a gift it is to challenge my body and do hard things. I’ve gained the gratitude of life and health because honestly being young like we are we tend to think we are invincible. She taught us all that no matter what’s going on we are in control of how we react and choose to move forward. We can either feel sad and sorry for ourselves or we can put our foot down and say NOT TODAY SATAN! You can either feel crummy at home or go feel crummy and climb a mountain while experiencing God’s gift of each day in the midst of your struggles. She was honest, pure, real, and didn’t sugar coat any crud for social media. Cancer SUCKS and we need more answers...EFF CANCER! We also need to live like Britt with unconditional love, compassion, and strength like she did. We NEED GOD, we must put our absolute faith in him and let him carry our burdens. We will never ever understand why or how God uses the evil things that the devil created to positively impact others. God gave us Britt, she was and is a gift to us all. Most of us will never live with as much purpose in life as she did in the short time she was here on this earth. I’m so thankful for her, and the blessing that she has been. I’m sending so much love and prayers to all of her family and friends. She has changed our lives forever and we will absolutely live every day with purpose & faith in God. We all know her beautiful soul is in heaven without a doubt. Next time I see you, Britt, I’m gonna give you a big ‘ole hug, no more air hugs. You will never be prepared for grieving. There is no right or wrong way of doing it. I do want to say that Brittany left behind a legacy and a BIG part of that is that she wanted people to be AWARE of the symptoms of ovarian cancer! There is NO scan for Ovarian Cancer, but we are fighting to get more answers. Your annual pap does NOT detect Ovarian Cancer. You have to know your body and take action. Go to the doctor if these symptoms go on for more than a week: •pain in the abdomen or pelvis •bloating, change in bowel habits, indigestion, or nausea •abdominal fullness, fluid in the abdomen, or lump in the abdomen •fatigue or loss of appetite •weight loss I also want to say that if you have a friend or family member fighting cancer, give them all of your love. Let them be angry, happy, or sad. Let them be tough or hold them up in prayer when they are weak. Love on and encourage their family because they need that too. And for the love of God do not try to relate!!!!!!! Do not tell them you understand. Say, “I don’t know how you feel, but I love you and I am here for you.” “I am angry for you because this sucks and it’s unfair, but you are doing amazing with what you can control.” Don’t ask how you can help...just do things... . Send them funny texts with inappropriate jokes or gifs. . Have non-cancer-related conversations. Don’t ask how are you feeling, but say how is your day going? . Love, love, love them with all that you have. . Just be there. Cherub November 29 at 5:12 PM
Royanne Kelly says she has always wanted to be an actress, but it's been a lot more than talk and dreaming for this 12-year-old Georgetown girl. Back in third grade, the acting bug bit Royanne when she was picked to be in the play, The Elephant’s Child. A list of 12 or so plays followed, most at the Palace Theater. "After my first show, I knew I wanted to do this forever,” she said. She's played the lead, Belle, in Beauty and the Beast; Wendy in Peter Pan and the main characters in several others. She has also had parts in several productions at school. She was involved in the play, Rock of Ages just before school started. “I am amazed at how quickly she learns her lines and how animated she’s become in her roles,” said her mother Carol. Her parents have been very supportive of their daughter's dream, with dad, Bruce, building sets for some of her plays at Village Elementary School. “It’s been a great joy watching her grow into her dreams,” said Bruce. Carol, knowing how much her daughter loves the theater, along with her sister, and a cousin, decided to turn a room in their home into "The Hollywood Room". Royanne was not allowed to enter the room until it was completed. In June, a grand opening was held with friends and family attending. The room was fit for a star, including a Hollywood Walk of Fame Star with Royanne's name on it. This school year, the seventh-grader is in varsity theater classes and choir, setting the course for her entire future. "My goal in life is to be a famous actress on TV. I already have a college plan," she said. A member of Brentwood Oaks Church of Christ, she plans on majoring in Children's Ministries. She then wants to go to college in Dallas and earn a degree She knows her dreams can be achieved thanks to the devotion of her parents. "They always cheer me on, even when I have the smallest part. They tell me it's a learning experience. But, I know they will be really proud of me if I make it-no WHEN I make it!" she said. Life has given Royanne experiences that have helped her shape her future. Two years ago, she was a crossing guard at school when a pre-kindergarten student opened a car door and a ball fell out. The child was nearly hit when he climbed out of the car to retrieve the ball as it rolled in front of oncoming traffic. "I pulled him out of the way, grabbing him around the waist, "Royanne recalls. Another experience has helped her make the decision to get involved with the church youth. A speaker at a summer church camp spoke about bullying and the message hit home with Royanne. A few years back, three students were bullying her at school, making fun of her looks. The speaker’s message led to her decision to help other children. For now, Royanne is focusing on her school work, trying out and getting acting parts, and enjoying the room her family created for her to dream about her future. Story by Kathleen Holton