Heavy....

Back in August I witnessed my Grandmother pass right before my eyes.  This was heavy, really really heavy.  I was originally going down to Texas at the begining of August to go to a friends wedding.  About a week before I got a call from my mother.  She told me that my grandmother wasnt doing good at all and she only has a couple of days left.  We thought at first that I wasnt going to be able to see her since my ticket was already bought and set in stone.  As my family members flew in from Australia one by one it was clear that my grandmother wanted to see everyone one last time before she left us.  Slowly and slowly as the day grew closer to my arrival she found the strength to wait for me.  We changed my flight to earlier that morning.  I was the last of my family members to arrive.  My mom told me she was waiting for me, and that touched my heart more than I can describe.  When we got the hospital everyone was there right before her bedside.  I got to spend a couple of minutes beside her.  As we were all standing there beside her she left us and i saw her draw her last breath.  My cousin looked at me with tears in his eyes and the only thing he could muster up was "that was heavy"... Ill never forget those words.  It was the perfect description for the occasion.  No matter how much you prepare for it mentally, no matter how many times you go over it in your head, when the moment comes and you witness what we just had, it takes over...

Through all of this,  she has brought our family closer together.  We are stronger now than ever before.  I think that was what she wanted from all of this and I know she is smiling down at the fruits of her children.  Huzz again soon peeps....