I just returned from my grandma's funeral in Ohio. It was a highly emotional week to say the least. She was an extraordinary human being so the loss is enormous. She had made peace with the inevitable and was ready to go. She lived a full life and spent the last few years succumbing to the ravages of Parkinson's disease. It was hard to see her in so much pain. There is some peace knowing that she no longer suffers. Just as she would have wanted, m family came together to celebrate her life and legacy.
Funerals have the effect of making people put aside differences and come together. This passage evoked conversations which needed to be had. Food magically appeared as the family gathered in my mother's home. (I should note that this is my paternal grandmother and my mother and father divorced a few years ago.) People shared kind words and memories to somehow help us get through this. My son played with his cousins. It was good to be home.
I have returned to the daily swing of things, but I still think about her a lot. I know that details like piles of laundry and 44 voicemail messages will force me to move on with my life.
I guess that the details just don't seem as important somehow.
Kelly
Funerals have the effect of making people put aside differences and come together. This passage evoked conversations which needed to be had. Food magically appeared as the family gathered in my mother's home. (I should note that this is my paternal grandmother and my mother and father divorced a few years ago.) People shared kind words and memories to somehow help us get through this. My son played with his cousins. It was good to be home.
I have returned to the daily swing of things, but I still think about her a lot. I know that details like piles of laundry and 44 voicemail messages will force me to move on with my life.
I guess that the details just don't seem as important somehow.
Kelly
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