In the midst of an emotional week my grandmother passed away Sunday night. It was almost 6 months to the day that my grandpa (her husband) past. For my ever beating romantic heart I found it poetic, beautiful and perfect…..
My grandma was a very unique woman. She was witty, and funny and could keep you on your toes 24/7. She was unpredictable in the most charming of ways and you never knew what was going to come out of her mouth. This woman was funny without meaning to be, loving without having to try, and the best of friends to everyone who knew her. The competitive streak that ran through her body was much higher than Michael Phelps’ and her food would give Paula Deen a run for her money. I can remember numerous days that I sat at her kitchen table watching her make cookies while I colored with my watercolor paints. She never got mad about the mess I made or got annoyed with my endless questions. She was gracious and one of the most authentic people I ever knew. The best part of my grandparents was their love story. They thought the sun rose and set on the other and their bond was evident to anyone around them.
My grandma has had Alzheimers for a little over 3 years now. The onset happened extremely fast and within a short time we had all lost her. Most had to stop visiting her because of her aggression and violent tendencies. She had difficulty recognizing anyone around her and would become scared. My grandpa stopped visiting months before he passed due to a broken heart. I can’t imagine the pain of ‘the love of your life’ not recognizing you anymore. When my grandpa passed, grandma didn’t know. I’m not sure anyone even told her for fear of causing her more confusion.
Due to the Alzheimers, laying my grandma to rest is easier. She was not living here on earth…..she was only breathing. An intelligent woman was trapped inside her own mind and body and needed to be set free. Knowing this lessens the hurt, the pain, and the grief. Remembering all the good times we had puts a smile on all of our faces.
I still believe that in the depths of my grandma’s heart and soul she knew. No disease or sickness can completely penetrate the bond of true love. That’s why 6 months later she decided it was time to be re-united. Wherever my grandparents are I know that they are together, telling stories, laughing and holding each other tight. After a long journey, they both deserve it!
I love you Grandma and will remember you always….