Naomi Mae Drain

Naomi Mae Drain was born into this world on Friday, August 14, 1931 to Naomi Mae Hill-Robbins and Sherman Robbins. Naomi was preceded in death by her parents, her brother Ralph Robbins, and her husband of 64 years, Roy Garth Drain.
Naomi is survived by her nephew Larry Robbins of Oklahoma City, Grand-nephew Tim Robbins of Oklahoma City, Grand-niece Patty Robbins Bruner, husband Nathan, and daughter Analiese Bruner of Ft. Worth, Texas, Cousins Tony and Mary Drain of Edmond, Oklahoma, Cousins Rob and Jan Laroach of Ventura, California, caregiver Kimberly Barrowman of Moore, Oklahoma. Close friends Steve Pallady and Bulldog of Seattle, Washingtion and many numerous friends and neighbors.
Namoi started her life in southwest Oklahoma City and later on moved to northwest Oklahoma City to the Britton Road area or fondly called “Britton”. Then later on they moved back to southwest Oklahoma City, Naomi’s father had been building a house on southwest 28th street. As the story goes, Naomi’s father would stay overnight at the property to make sure that his building materials would not be stolen. So he would work all day at Wilsons, then build after work in to the evening. Sherman did not have any formal training in construction. However, according to Naomi, the house was built perfectly square. This is where Naomi lived until she graduated from Capitol Hill High School in 1949. Then later married Roy Garth Drain on June 10, 1950.
Growing up, Naomi was very close to her grandmother, Ida Mae. Her grandmother lived with the family and was a great presence in her life. Naomi loved her cooking and baking. She often said she wished that she had paid better attention to the way she had cooked or made things instead of going outside to play or doing other things instead, like kids usually do.
Christmas was something that was sparse growing up. There wasn’t a lot of money in the home. So there were few presents under the tree. An apple or orange and a few nuts in a sock, a slip for a dress or a comb for her hair. Fast forward to the 1990’s. Naomi now has a Christmas tree full of Christopher Radko ornaments that is basically a permanent fixture of the living room. Plus a wreath on the fire place. She had Christmas trinkets all over the house all year long. Then she wanted the garland and candles put up in December to bring everything to life. So with the smell of cinnamon and nutmeg throughout the house, the old memories of childhood faded away and new memories to be made for that year.
Naomi loved her flowers. She loved her yard to be pretty and she loved flowers inside the house too. She wanted some color since we were going into fall. She liked mums, so we put a few out for color. However, she loved red roses the most. Red roses are a symbol of love. She would keep the roses long after they were dead, she would keep them to remind her who sent them, she wouldn’t dare let them be thrown away and she wanted to be reminded the sender loved her. The more she received, she knew she was loved. Even though the words were unspoken, she never really knew how much she was truly loved. Unconditionally loved.
On the morning of her passing, it was quiet and peaceful. The light from her lamp cast a beautiful flow on her face as she was resting. Softly and angelically she took her last breath as God took her soul to be with him and her loved ones.

We, the family, would like to thank Dr. Preethi Krishnan, Dr Anupa Khastgir, Naomi Miller, Integris Palliative Care, and Accentra Hospice.