It seems my grandma Carol is in her last hours. I just received a text from my sister Jami that said the hospice nurse thinks she has 2 hours left. Her oxygen has plummeted.
She also sent this - which I find beautiful and incredibly special.
She also sent this - which I find beautiful and incredibly special.
It's interesting to lose someone as close and special as my grandma as we anticipate the arrival of our daughter. I have had all sorts of thoughts and feelings. It certainly makes me question what I believe. I'm thinking about heaven and I am wondering if Jette will come right after grandma dies. Maybe gram will give Jette a quick life lesson and then give her a hug as she sends Jette to make her appearance or something.
My grandma Carol is one of my heroes. I grew up hearing stories about her childhood. She didn't have indoor plumbing or a furnace for the longest time. She had to share a bed with her siblings because it was so cold inside. Ice formed inside of the windows. When one of them had to rearrange to get comfortable they would start counting 1.....2......3 and then all roll over at the same time. She shared bath water with her entire family. When it was finally her turn to get in the water was usually cold. Gram was a tomboy. She played sports with the boys and loved getting dirty and working on the farm. She talked about her most memorable Christmas - when her brother who was at war surprised her family and came home for the day. She put herself through college and became a teacher. She was so generous with her time, her love and their money. I always looked forward to those checks - written on a typewriter for my birthday and Christmas. A few years back she told me she was grateful for the wrinkles on her hands because they reminded her of all the hard work she had accomplished throughout her life. She adored me. I adored her, too. She may have had a hard time when I came out of the closet - but if she did, I wouldn't have known it. She sent me a card immediately after and told me how much she loved me and reminded me that Heavenly Father loved me, too. She was always so kind and gracious towards Erin. She never forgot to tell me to tell Erin hi and that she loved her. And during this last Christmas she told me how excited she was for us to become parents.
For all of those reasons, and 1 million others, my gram is the best! I am going to miss her. I will spend time thinking about her and writing down every memory. I will teach Jette all about her.
For now, I just hope I can make it to her funeral. I have a new reason to hope for Jette's quick arrival!
Just a couple pictures I found
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| On the porch of my home in Logan weeks after I purchased. She was one of my first visitors. |
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| Gram and gramp on their wedding day. Never has there been a classier woman! |
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| On Christmas of 2013. This is one of my favorite pictures. It accurately depicts our relationship |
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