On September 30, 2013, Nana went to be with Jesus and her husband, or "PaPa" as we called him. I think we are all still in shock that she is gone. Just a few months ago, she was out mowing her lawn on her new John Deere tractor, she was down on the floor playing with Carson, she was living the way very few 81 year olds can live. She could keep up with Carson as good as you or I could. Then, the cancer diagnosis.... She had it in her lungs, then liver and bone. It was SO aggressive. Her body began deteriorating quickly and we knew it wouldn't be long.
I was so thankful that Carson was able to have that kind of relationship with a great-grandparent. He loved his Nana, and she loved him SO MUCH. He knows all my grandparents, but he certainly isn't able to be on the floor playing with them on a regular basis. She was so generous to all of her grandkids and to Carson. She always had a "prize" for him, which was usually just a bunch of random little junky stuff, but he LOVED it. She always had razors for us (the good ones)... it was kind of a joke. She loved to get stuff for free or next to free, and she and PaPa definitely knew how to work the system with their prescriptions. Let's just say we used to get a LOT of $25 CVS or Walgreens cards back when they used to give you $ to switch. I don't think they do that anymore and it's probably Nana and PaPa's fault. :-)
When Carson was little, they would just sit out on the bench in front of our house and watch the cars pass by. He would always eat way too much candy at her house (and me too!). They would always eat Dairy Queen together. Carson refers to Dairy Queen as "the place we eat." We don't pass one without him bringing up Nana. She always treated me like one of her own grandchildren, not just a spouse. We lost PaPa just 4 days after Carson was born, so the timing of her loss is all too familiar. I guess it really is true that for every death their is a birth. Our family just seems to take that saying very literally. The blessing in all of this is that even though she was in a lot of pain in the end, she really didn't have to suffer long. So for that, I am grateful. She was ready and she got a chance to say her good-byes to everyone. The one tidbit she left us with was to live our life with no regrets. Don't save, save, save to the point you don't ever end up getting to enjoy what you worked so hard for. Enjoy life.
We love you and will miss you, Nana!
Ethel Walters Peters was born March 25, 1932 in a farm house in Chambers County on the banks of Cedar Bayou. She passed from this life on September 30, 2013 at the age of 81 years. She was the fifth of seven children. She was a life long resident of the Cedar Bayou area and a charter member of the Pruitt and Lobit Street Church of Christ, and was a 1950 graduate of Cedar Bayou High School. She married John Robert (Johnny Bob) Peters on September 2, 1950 and began her career as a wife, mother, grandmother, and great grandmother. She always had time for her family whether it was to play, to counsel, to make them laugh, or just listen or provide a shoulder to lean on. She was a fighter, always displaying a positive attitude and un-wavering spirit, and brought her enthusiasm to any endeavor she was involved with. Her life served as a living example to her love of family and the Lord.
She was preceded in death by her husband of 59 years John Robert Peters, her parents June and Dora Walters, bothers J.D. , Floyd, and LeRoy Walters, and sister Lillian Bayliss. She is survived by one son Robert (Dan) Peters, one daughter Cynthia (Cyndi) Capps, daughter-in-law Wanda Bordelon Peters, son-in-law Edward (Ted) Capps, grand children Stephanie Friedl, Andrew and Emily Peters, Amanda Peters, one great grand child Carson Peters, and two sisters Thelma Campbell and Alma Williamson.






























































