These days I am remembering my Grandmother who passed away last August. During that time, I had just arrived home from Egypt and was freshly married. I came back early when I heard about her deteriorating health. I spent a lot of time visiting her and enjoying the last days of her life.
In life we all tend to get busy and forget about the important things. I wish I had spent more time with my Grandmother. She was a beautiful person who loved seeing her grandchildren.
I had a really hard time when she passed away, especially because it was the first death in my family since I was old enough to understand what was happening. My husband was really helpful in letting me grieve. I really missed her.
I feel like I learned more about my grandmother and her life when she passed away than when she was alive. All of a sudden, so many family members were nearby and they all held old, cherished stories starring my grandmother. A collage of pictures were unearthed to be shown at the funeral. For the first time, I saw a picture of my grandmother as a newborn and as a young girl. A vibrant woman looked back at me in the photograph.
I still miss her. I try not to let myself get too busy to remember things like family, whether they have passed or are far away.
Just a little reflection. 🙂