Remembering Grammy

The last few weeks have been pretty tough for my family. On my way home from my California vacation, I learned that my mom had just rushed to New Hampshire after learning that my Grammy, her mom, was again in the hospital and being told by the doctors that she wasn't likely to make it out this time. Grammy has had a rough couple of years - Ever since breaking her hip about 3 years ago, she has been in and out of rehab/nursing homes and then recently went into assisted living. It's been tough on her, and tough on us seeing her struggle. Upon first learning that Grammy was now terminally ill, I was, as you can imagine, extremely upset. She had gone into hospice care because her kidneys were failing her and her lungs were slowly filling with fluid. During the past three weeks, every time my mom would call me, I would tense with anticipation of the dreaded news. Last Friday morning, 9/12, a little after 5am, I finally received the call from my mom that Grammy had passed away. In a weird way, it almost came as a relief - No more waiting, no more suffering for Grammy. I immediately flew to NH with my mom where my sister then joined us Sunday afternoon. Monday morning my family put Grammy to rest. I can't exactly explain how I'm feeling now - more comfort knowing that Grammy is resting in peace with my grandfather now rather than struggle through each day. We will all miss her dearly and I will never forget her...Her homemade cookies, donuts, the numerous scarves and mittens she made for us, her teaching me how to knit, planning her days around where we were going to eat next...I could go on and on. I love you Grammy and you will always hold a special place in my heart. Thank you for the loving memories, thank you for making me a better person.