Wednesday, December 1, 2010

So, I had that chat with my grandma.

You know the chat.  The one where you tell them that they don't need to hang out for you.  Yup.  The tears rolled down my face.  Grandma held as tight to my hand as she could.  I talked to her about how she could wear all the red that she wanted, about how Jesus would have his arms out for her and about how she could be our angel.  I asked her if she wanted me to pray with her and she said yes.  I told her that I hated to see her feeling so bad, to be in pain and I know that she didn't care much for it either.  I told her that we would miss her, but we would be happy for her to not be sick anymore.  I told her that we hate to see her suffer, but know that God has her here for as long as she is supposed to be here. 

Her night aide came in not long after our talk.  My eye make-up was still probably a little smudgy.  I told Grandma to make sure she behaved.  She told me she loved me. 

It's all good.  Whenever that day comes, we'll rejoice because she'll no longer be suffering. 

Until then . . .

6 comments:

Rach said...

Tears are falling. It's so hard.

Big hugs.

Sharron said...

I remember that talk with my mom. My heart goes out to you and I pray your grandma is without pain and knows the love surrounding her. God bless you.

Susan said...

Bless you - I'm adding my prayers.

ChupieandJ'smama said...

Oh my, that's so hard. My heart hurts for you. HUGS.

Michelle said...

Oh you have tears rolling down my face reading this. So sorry for what your family is going through and peaceful prayers for your grandma.

Jamie said...

So hard. I'm sad for you.