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Goodbye Grandma

For those of you who don't know, Grandma has advanced althzheimers and has been living with my parents in Idaho since Grandpa's death this spring.  We have enjoyed our time with her, but the disease progressed very quickly.  Her care needs soon exceeded the families ability to provide for her.  Mom and Dad were able to find her a fantastic home in Arizona, and she left for her new home last Tues.  
It was very hard to watch this wonderful woman dwindle daily.  She has been such an important part of my life, and it was hard to say goodbye, especially since it was probably the last time to see her in this life.  
This is a picture of my 3 Elizabeths.  I knew I wanted to take this picture months ago, I just wish K could have been more cooperative.  (BTW, K's middle name is Elizabeth).
I am so so glad I had the opportunity to say goodbye to Grandma.  It was healing to give her a big hug, tell her that I love her, and that I will see her again.  She was so excited to leave, my last memory of her will be of her excitedly waving out the car with both hands, I'd like to think that's how she will leave this life too.  
Grandma is an amazing woman, but this disease is so cruel.  It robs you of a person before they are already gone.  We already missed her, and she wasn't even gone.  I am grateful for some tender moments I was able to have with her, even though she was sick.  
She is very happy in her new home.  She has already found some friends, and doesn't want to leave.  

Comments

Miss M said…
M, you have always had such a tender and loving heart. I'm sure your g'ma knows how much you love and miss her.
October 19, 2008 at 4:14 PM
Rachel said…
That was a sweet tribute to your grandma
October 20, 2008 at 2:34 AM
HRHNeenerita said…
You have a way of writting teh things in your heart ery well so that they thouch others and bring the feelings they are having and valdateing them thanks
October 26, 2008 at 12:35 AM
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