This online memorial was created in loving memory of Gretta Wyman, whose life story is told throughout this memorial website. Please sign Gretta's guest book and let us know you came to visit. We will remember Gretta forever.
As her mom, I want to encourage you also to check out my blog at http://thebigpicturelawyman.blogspot.com/
here you can view Gretta's funeral service where I spoke and gave my testimony, you can view a Fox 21 News Story and be linked to other interests about losing a child. I will continue to update our story in the blog, for those of you who know someone or would like yourself to be able to follow this journey with us. I hope it will help someone out there and if it does please contact me personally as hearing from you is what helps me make it through each day. email@example.com
Gretta was our "climber". We joked that she would be a mountain climber someday even though both her father and I are afraid of heights. She crawled out of her crib at 10 months in the middle of the night and I awoke and found her on top of the counter sticking steak knifes into the toaster!! I thanked God she hadn't pushed down the button since the toaster was plugged in. We reluctantly had to start locking her bedroom door after that. Another time, just a few days after her second birthday, I laid her down for a nap at her grandparents farmhouse in the second story bedroom, the window was open a little but it had a screen. It was hot so I left it open. A few minutes later I heard someone yell, "Gretta's on the roof!! Gretta's on the roof!!" I ran upstairs and don't know how I flew out the window without a scratch and grabbed Gretta just inches from the edge of the 15 foot high roof where she would have fallen to a ground of cement. Then on September 2, just two days before her death, I sent out the two older children for their first day of school to await the bus. I heard my eldest daughter, Jordan, yelling, "Mom, Mom! Gretta is out here!" Gretta had shimmied up her wall 4 feet, pushed out the screen on a brand new window and jumped 6 feet to the ground!! She didn't have a scratch on her and again, we thanked God for her protection and wondered what indeed we were going to do to keep this little girl protected. Now, looking back it was almost like a premonition from God.
The day of Gretta's "going home" to be with our Savior was like most days. I was busy getting Russell, Gretta and I ready to go horseback riding with their grandparents. It was going to be Gretta's first experience around the horses. Russell was so excited to go and begged, "Can I go get in the van Mommy?" So I said, "Gretta, Mommy will be right back, I'm going to put Russell in the van." Gretta was happily jumping on the couch when we walked out the front door. I opened the van door for Russell and told him just to get in, that I would leave the door open and I was going in to make a couple sandwiches and get Gretta. I was outside for maybe 30 seconds. I came back into the house and didn't notice anything amiss. I walked into Gretta's room and grabbed 2 diapers and put them into the diaper bag. I then started to walk down the hall to Russell's room to grab an extra pair of clothes for him. I said, "Gretta it's time to go!" I took another step or two and stopped. "She didn't move!" I thought. "GRETTA! It's time to go!" I said again thinking she would look up. It took me a second and I ran to the couch where she sat perched on the back facing out towards the window, her head down, like she was looking at something in her lap. I saw the cord around her neck and lifted her and pulled it off. Her head fell back, she was blue. I lay her on the couch and called 911 while I gently shook her with my hand on her stomach. She didn't take a breath. I gave the disbatcher my address and started screaming. He instructed me to put her on something hard, so I lay her on the floor and began CPR. She was not responding. A minute or two later an EMT named Robin came running into my house. She had heard the 911 call over her scanner and lived just a few doors down. Gretta was not to be revived. Psalm 139:15-16 "When I was made in secret, And skillfully wrought in the depths of the earth; Your eyes have seen my unformed substance; and in Your book were written ALL THE DAYS that were ordained for me, before even one of them came to be." We believe it was Gretta's day to go home to Jesus. We will always believe that, it is a truth from God, from Scripture. We await with great anticipation our day when we meet our Savior face to face and are joined again with our precious daughter, Gretta.
This website has been created so that we could celebrate Gretta's life. Please come back often.
Psalms 16:11 Seek the Lord and his strength, seek his face continually
Gretta Claire Wyman was born on June 6, 2006 weighing in at 6 lbs. by planned ceasarean birth. She was our fourth child and so welcome and wanted. Gretta Claire died on September 4th, 2008 from a tragic accident involving a window shade cord.
Matthew (Father), Lesley (Mommy), Jordan (Big sister), Mason (Big brother) and Russell (Little big brother) Wyman reside in Northern Minnesota on 5 acres in a little country home. Lesley is a photographer and Matt is an entreprenuer.