It has been 2 years since my grandmother passed away. Today is her birthday and she would have been 89 years old. Two years ago she was in a hospital with suffering from quick onset Leukimia and had ten days left to live although we didn’t know it at the time. Today my family and I went to her gravesite to say hi. My daughter asked about it and I had already been thinking about it. Of all the kids, she is the only one old enough to have formed strong memories. Gabe had just turned 3 and Nate was only 5mos old when she passed.
At her funeral, I was able to do what I hadn’t been able to do when my grandfather passed away – stand up and say what she meant to me and those around me. When my grandfather passed, it was quick and unexpected as well. Never got a chance to say goodbye and regret that I never told him how I felt about him. I know he knew, but I never said it and that bothers me. With my grandma, I did get the chance in a way to say goodbye, although we thought she was beating it so the end was kind of sudden. In the end, she passed peacefully, surrounded by her family and close friends.
I tell my daughter all the time, the best way to remember GiGi (great grandma) is to try and live life like she did. My grandmother was a beacon of shinning light: always happy and never a mean thing to say. She was/is the best role model you could hope to have for in every way, she was simply great. No other way to really explain it. To know her was to be her friend and if you didn’t know her than you missed out on something really special. The things she still did up until the last month or so put me to shame in terms of the level of enthusiasm and energy.
Her passing has left a hole in our lives that has yet to be filled. Not a day goes by that I don’t think about her and try to be more like her. Rest in peace Grandma – know that you are missed here and loved everywhere.