The last month has been a hard one.
February 14th Valentines Day I wrote in my blog that a family member was in the hospital, and that my mother was with her all day. The person in the hospital was my adopted grandma, she had a pain in her side and was taken to the hospital right away, on valentines day.
we were all so worried and prayed for her all the time. after a couple of days that doctor said that she would have at least 2 more years, before she became to uncomfortable to stay at home. the next two weeks we went to visit made plans and talked with her for hours.
I went to visit her one day, giving her a painting I had made the day before, of a butterfly. she was laughing and seemed very happy. the doctor said yet again that she had a couple of years left and that we should make plans on who was going to stay with her.
the next morning mom got a call saying the granny had gotten so bad over night that she may only have a couple of days left. mom went to the hospital where granny's son James was and they talked on her condition. I went to see her again with my mom and talked with her for awhile before she had a nap.
as we left she woke up to say goodbye and I held her hand and said I loved her and would see her soon.
two days later, on March 7th, mom came downstairs to wake me up and tell me that granny had passed away. I looked at her and already knew. I don't know how I knew, but I just felt that someone had already told me.
we went thru the next few days with heavy hearts and smiles on our faces.
on sunday we had the funeral, (it was more of a remembering ceremony thou) we joked with her friends and laughed at the stories that we shared. all of her children were there and my family was remembered as her children as well, which made my whole family cry.
during this whole ordeal, I hadn't cried. not a tear! I think that in my mind I had to be strong for my family, especially for my siblings. a couple days later at about 11:30 at night I had this feeling that I was really warm. suddenly I started to cry, and I didn't stop until 2:30 in the morning. I was sad that she was gone but glad that she wasn't in any pain or discomfort anymore. I was finally able to let all my feelings loose and start to heal.
I loved granny with all my heart and was so glad that she was brought into my life. thank you for everything granny! you are greatly missed and loved, I will forever miss you and will never forget how to make a perfect pot of tea!
love Morgan