For a long time my grandma and I were pen pals - when I was in high school and college. It was fun receiving letters from her and I know she liked hearing about my life too.
When I think about my grandma, I remember her as a kind, patient, soft-spoken, happy person. I never remember her rushing and she always had time for me and others. I know these last few years were tough for her, so while I will miss her, I know that she is at a much better place. The last time I saw her, only a week before her death, I knew she was not comfortable or very happy. I knew that day that I left her that it would be the last time I saw her alive. It was so bittersweet.
Below is probably the last picture that was taken of her - about 8 days before she passed away. I wanted to make a trip with the kids as soon as possible and we ended up postponing it because we were sick. She was happy to see the kids, but I know they tired her out quickly. I'm glad I have this picture to remember that last visit.
I don't feel like I can adequately convey how much she meant to me or what an impact she has had on my life. She taught me so much. I am grateful that she was in my life for 35 years.
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