I belong to a group called "Relief Society."
The name alone tells you a lot about the group. A society to provide relief.
Although providing relief is always good, Relief Society is so much more.
It is about strengthening us, as women
Strengthening our homes and family
Strengthening our communities
and in extension, lending a helping hand throughout the world.
Sunday, October 07, 2018
Tuesday, October 02, 2018
My Grandma Died
My Grandma died this week. Last Sunday she and Grandpa flew out to visit her brother in Oregon. On Sunday night at 10:40 I got a call, Mom said "Emergency." Grandma had an aortic aneurysm and wasn't expected to live the night.
So I called her, and said my goodbyes and thank yous. My mom and dad hopped a plane first thing in the morning. Prayers ascended to heaven that she would last until my mom was able to say goodbye.
Then Wednesday they moved her from the ICU to a hospice house. She still had a good day or two, and her other living child was able to come and join them.
Grandma didn't die, she thought she might try to live. They had hopes that Jesus would heal her, even though they knew it was her time. The spirit confirmed to my mom while she was messaging me that Grandma's time had come. But she wasn't ready to accept it and instantly fought that impression. I guess that is grief. So it was a roller coaster ride of ups and downs.
By Saturday they finally accepted it enough to remove her oxygen and let her pass away peacefully. Mom called the funeral home to start understanding the arrangements and such, although she had no idea that it would be that very night that she would pass away.
It is hard to process the grief of losing someone so close to you, even when you know that is only for the short period of our mortality. I tend to keep myself busy and only processes a bit at a time. If I need to, I find more things to keep myself busy.
Last Thursday or Friday night, while I was helping my Ewan with his homework, I got a call "Come play games with us." But I turned them down. Even though a little voice whispered. "It will be your last time." I pushed that off. Grandma and Grandpa were coming back after their trip for another 2 weeks before heading back to Texas.
Sigh. I learned Grandmas don't keep.
But I see the Lord's tender mercies. In 1 class I am taking my homework is already caught up for the next 3 weeks.
So I called her, and said my goodbyes and thank yous. My mom and dad hopped a plane first thing in the morning. Prayers ascended to heaven that she would last until my mom was able to say goodbye.
Then Wednesday they moved her from the ICU to a hospice house. She still had a good day or two, and her other living child was able to come and join them.
Grandma didn't die, she thought she might try to live. They had hopes that Jesus would heal her, even though they knew it was her time. The spirit confirmed to my mom while she was messaging me that Grandma's time had come. But she wasn't ready to accept it and instantly fought that impression. I guess that is grief. So it was a roller coaster ride of ups and downs.
By Saturday they finally accepted it enough to remove her oxygen and let her pass away peacefully. Mom called the funeral home to start understanding the arrangements and such, although she had no idea that it would be that very night that she would pass away.
It is hard to process the grief of losing someone so close to you, even when you know that is only for the short period of our mortality. I tend to keep myself busy and only processes a bit at a time. If I need to, I find more things to keep myself busy.
Last Thursday or Friday night, while I was helping my Ewan with his homework, I got a call "Come play games with us." But I turned them down. Even though a little voice whispered. "It will be your last time." I pushed that off. Grandma and Grandpa were coming back after their trip for another 2 weeks before heading back to Texas.
Sigh. I learned Grandmas don't keep.
But I see the Lord's tender mercies. In 1 class I am taking my homework is already caught up for the next 3 weeks.
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