Grandma I Miss You So.
I just wanted to add a few things about
my grandma. For the first thing this is the first death I
ever had to deal with. I was so close to my gram. I called
her everyday if not two or three times a day. I would take
her anywhere she needed to go and bring her my leftover
suppers. My whole life she has always been there in so many
ways. We talked about things that you wouldn't even tell
your best-friend. She was the best Grandma anyone could ever
ask for. I sure miss calling her and taking my left overs to
her. I feel so bad because we use to talk about what would
happen if she ever passed away and my mother and I knew of
her ever wishes which, we granted ever one of them. She
always wanted to be cremated and I told her it was against
what I wanted. but, we knew that's what she wanted so that's
what was done. I always promised her I would never let her
go into a nursing home and I feel so bad that I couldn't
keep that promise. I really thinks she understands and knows
I didn't have any other choice. I have three sons and one
daughter. its kinda funny because after my three sons I
always said that I wouldn't try for a girl well, after seven
years I did and I got a beautiful baby girl. over this past
summer my children and myself would take a walk every night
and go visit gram. she was so happy that I finally got a
girl. I always let my gram hold onto the baby everynight. it
made her so happy. she used to talk about how she couldn't
wait until Miranda (my daughter) started to walk and talk so
she could jump onto her lap. shortly after my gram became
very ill. I can remember when she was living with me she try
feeding Miranda a big chunk of a hot dog. it was scary but,
it was also funny. It was hard on all of us having my gram
living with us. it was hard on my gram after living alone
for so long it was quite a change. I went to the nursing
home everyday to visit my gram. I always took the baby. when
the boys weren't in school they always went up too. Everyday
I would go to that home and take my daughter out of the
stroller and set her on my grams lap and she would get the
biggest smile on her face. ya know the Doctors says that
they don't think she knew to much at the end but, I don't
really believe them. My gram being a Jehovah Witness well
she wanted a brother from her hall to do a ceremony at the
kingdom Hall. well, it just so happen that he was out of
state on vacation and I kept telling my gram that he was on
vacation and he wouldn't be back for awhile. well, I would
tell her everyday how sorry I was to have to put her in the
home and how much I needed her and loved her. she would
always smile. of course she couldn't talk no longer. I used
to have her nod her head to me if she could hear me and if
she understood what I was saying. she always nodded yes.
even at the end she always nodded. when she go the pneumonia
the dr. give us a choice to have her put on meds. to cure it
or to just let her go on the way she was. well, being that's
it was most of the time my mother and me the family thought
it was more up to us to make the decision. we were all in
this room together talking with the dr. and just to let you
know my one sister is a nurse. well, we had to make a choice
and no one wanted to speak up and say a word so of course me
being the mouth of the family, and this was about my gram I
spook up and said I think we should just let her be. she's
going to die and theirs no cure so why prolong her misery.
its what my gram would of wanted anyway. heck she was
already in a home where she never wanted to be. so that was
the finally decision. we put her on morphine the last couple
of days. we were their all the time with her. I finally got
hold of the person she wanted to do her ceremony and he said
he'd do it. The next day I went to visit my gram and I was
telling her how much I loved her and how I was going to miss
her and so on. she knew she was dying. my family kept asking
why is she holding on. what's keeping her here. well, I told
them all she was waiting for this person to return from
vacation so he could do her ceremony. I guess they all
thought I was crazy. well that night before I left my grams
bedside I went into her room and talk so long to her and
cried so much because I knew by morning she'd be gone. I
told her it was ok to go. I told her that this person was
back and he was going to do her ceremony. I told her I loved
her and would miss her dearly and walked out of the room.
That was a fri. night I went home and put my kids to bed
got myself ready for bed then I called up to the nursing
home to check on her like I always did. they said their had
been no change. I went to bed and I got a phone call about
8:20 a.m. from the nursing home to tell me that my gram had
passed away. I knew my gram so well I knew that's what she
was waiting for. she knew we'd do everything that she had
wished for and we did. It has been the hardest thing I have
ever had to do and I feel for anyone who has to go threw
anything like this.I guess I've went on enough and you have
your own heartbreak story.If you get any information on this
disease please let me know. well thanks for taking the time
to care. I don't know if you can put any kind of music to my
story. but, if you can then the song" How Can I Help You Say
GoodBye". by Patty Lovelace would be the song i'd pick. also
i don't know if you have ever visited mrmom. web site but,
it sure is a good one. I found a couple of beautiful poems
there. I read one at my gram's funeral. Here's a special
poem but, not the one I read.
A Million Times.
A million times we've needed you, a million times we've
cried. If love alone could've saved you, You never would
have died.In life we loved you dearly, In death we love you
still. In our hearts you hold a place, No one else will ever
fill. It broke our hearts to lose you, But you didn't go
alone. Part of us went with you, The day God took you
home.
Its a beautiful poem. I hope it touched your heart as it did
mine.
Thanks again for your time...
sincerely,
Cathy Houghtaling
Here's a site you may also enjoy.
It's a memorial site for your loved ones.