On Wednesday, December 28, heaven gained a sweet, sweet angel. My grandmother has been battling nonalcoholic cirrohsis of the liver for almost a year. She has been through so much this past year from falling and breaking her hip to numerous hospital stays. She had so many people who touched her life but she also touched so many. She wanted to be home when she passed away and grandaddy made sure he kept that promise. GMa spent christmas eve in her hospital bed but heard all of her children in the kitchen talking and laughing, plus visiting with her in the room. We all made sure we told her how much we loved her and gave her kisses. On Christmas day Rob and and I went to Lancaster to celebrate with his family. We went by GMa and Bubbas before going there to pick up the camera case. I went into her room and told her Merry Christmas. She grunted back to me and then I said I love you GMa and SHE SAID IT BACK!!!! Bubba was in there to hear it too. That was the last time I heard my gma talk to me or anyone. I was and still am so happy we stopped by. Gmas boys stayed with her Tuesday night because the hospice nurse had said gma only has twenty four to forty eight hours to go here on earth. On Wednesday at 5:00am she met Jesus!!!!!
Friends and family have been so amazing the past few days and we are so honored to know how loved Gma is. We have had tons of food, cards, phone calls, and visits. On Thursday, we had the visitation. We met at the funeral home at five to start at six but people came early. So at 5:15 we started greeting people. It lasted til 9:00. So many people and so much love. Over 500 people are thought to have come through. It was hard to see Bubba saying goodbye to GMa and I broke down and had to leave the room. We all went home and ate supper then got some sleep for the next day.
I decided that on the morning of Friday I wanted to go to the funeral home and talk to Gma alone. I talked with her for about twenty minutes through tears. I needed to do this so that I could say my goodbye. I know she is in heaven and I am happy for her but so sad that she is not here with me.
Friday, December 30 was the funeral. Preacher Doug, Dennis, Chip and Loretta did a great job in speaking and music. I had a hard time again today. Lots of tears, some of joy and sadness. I will never get use to seeing MOAK in the graveyard. We all spent the evening together and each night someone has stayed with Bubba.
I will forever miss my gma. She is my after school mom, tent making buddy, Debbie cake giver, and a best friend. I will always remember doing my cheers for her after school, making a tent in the living room and she not complain one time about my mess, being the only grand child she popped on the hand for going in and out of clothes racks, and much much more!!!
Oh my Gma, how I miss you more than words can express. I love you and I will see you again soon.
I love you!!!
Jill Marie


