Last week is one that I will always remember.
I accepted a job offer.
My husband and I got to see each other for two days.
And, the part I will never forget, my grandmother unexpectedly passed away.
It feels incredibly weird even writing that sentence.
My mom, sister, cousins, and I were holding my grandmother’s hands and with her right as it happened. The rest of the family arrived minutes later.
Her death itself was much simpler and less dramatic than I thought it would be. Her passing was peaceful. And I’m so grateful that my sweet Granny didn’t have to be in all that pain anymore.
I’m not a particularly religious person, but I can’t deny that I feel like her spirit is looking upon me from somewhere.
You know what I’m especially thankful for? The fact that I was able to spend the last few weeks of my grandmother’s life with her and helping to care for her was such a privilege. She took care of all five of her grandchildren since the days we were born. I’ve grown up living next door to my Granny (she lived with my aunt, uncle, and cousins) so we’re a very close-knit family. From Monday night when we called 911 to her passing away on Friday afternoon, my grandmother had at least one family member at her side at all times.
Moving away to Ottawa or travelling wherever makes seeing family more difficult, and although I was disappointed about having to live apart from my husband, in retrospect I’m so blessed I was able to be here at home during everything. I can’t shake the notion that sometimes things really do happen for a reason.
This afternoon it’s her funeral and tomorrow is when I start my new job. The blog is going to be a quiet for a bit longer but thank you for understanding and sticking with me through it all.
RIP my beautiful Granny. You are so loved and will always be in my heart. We miss you.
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