holy wow. this one is going to really hurt.
it already is.
how the world can change in a second.
(how many times has a writer written that line?? too many. is it cliché yet?)
I thought I would be returning to the same Grandma from last weekend – when I visited her yesterday morning.
(not that she was even my usual, twinkly-eyed Grandma last weekend. but she knew I was there at least. on some level.)
nope. God had other plans for her this week.
she had a massive right brain stroke. suppose it’s a shame it wasn’t her left brain…at least she would be in better shape on the inside. from what I hear. she would be able to easily see and connect with the angels that just want to fold their downy feathers around her.
they can’t wait until she joins them. I can feel it. but for now, they are watching. waiting.
the priest at her church (of 60 years!) anointed her with oil last night. it was beautiful. and tear-full. she was left holding a comfort cross.
the priest also gave comfort crosses to my uncle. myself. and my hub.
we set her up for hospice care today. thank God, that my cousin D. was there to help guide my uncle and me as we met with hospice care, Kathy. I looked at my uncle at one point, and it was as if he had turned into D.
Grandma, you have love all around you. you know that.
love. love. love.