Rosa Beatrice (Abbott) Griffin, departed this earthly plane, Thursday, March 18, 2021 at the age of 93.
She was the eldest daughter of the late George W. and Beatrice Randolph Abbott, born December 18,1927 in Appomattox County, Virginia.
Her early life and education was in Lynchburg, Virginia, where she graduated from Dunbar Senior High School.
Affectionately called "Lil Momma", by her siblings. She maintained a close relationship with her brothers and sisters. They shared holidays, birthdays, dinners and random get togethers. Now they are together again rejoicing with their Father, Mother, and her son Sandy with the Lord. What a Glorious Day!
Although small in stature, she was a force to be reckoned with, worldly and wise. She was a very devoted mother, sister, daughter and a generous caring friend, asking nothing in return. She would always say, "Trust in the Lord, he will make a way."
She loved cooking, an excellent one at! Would never let you leave her house with offering you a meal. She cooked elaborate holiday meals, and it was an open invitation to all.
Growing up, she was the neighborhood Mom, where her children's friends, her nieces and nephews were always present. It was a lively household with good food, esp. hand beaten pound cake and music.
Her windows were always filled with plants and flowers. She had gardens with roses, flowers and vegetables.
She was a news buff, would listen to the news daily and still read the newspaper cover to cover. If you wanted to know anything that had happened in the news, she would know. She would have her magnifying glass reading, when her sight began to fail.
Rosa loved hearing stories about the antics of her grand and great-grand kids. She had a special laugh, you always wanted to hear. When she was able, she was present at their special events, birthdays, graduations, school concerts and plays. Even when she was in distress, she hardly complained but was there for others when they were in need.
She had a special way of teaching life lessons, with little antidotes, that made you think, then figure out the right or wrong of a situation. She would say, "until you figure it out for yourself, you won't understand the meaning of it." One of my favorites is " nothing hurts a failure, but a try". When you get that moment of clarity, you were grateful for the wisdom it imparted.
A long time member of Bibleway Church, in Washington, D.C. She was a member of the Willing Workers Club and the Choir. When she no longer could attend, she had a battery operated radio, she used to listen to the Sunday Broadcast.
She leaves to cherish her memory sons: Richard, Jesse, Ronald and Timothy, daughter Candace, their spouses. Also nephews, neices, grand, great-grand children, her god-daughter Francis Carter and a host of relatives and friends.
