Saying Goodbye
It turns out I really, really hate saying goodbye, and it seems like that's all I've done all week.
Monday, my grandmother -- at her own request -- was taken off life support, ending a six-week stay in the hospital and closing the book on a part of this family.
I can't say enough good things about my grandmother, about her impact on my life, or how much she meant to me. I will say that hers was probably the most beautiful funeral I've ever attended. It was a perfect way to remember such an incredible person.
I suppose what I'll remember most, after her dedication and devotion to God and my grandfather, is that I always -- always -- knew I was loved by my grandmother. Even if she had never said the words (and she did, often) I would have known by the way she treated me, the way she was interested in my life and the innumerable things she did for me. I know that my cousins feel the same.
Saying goodbye to my cousins over the past couple of days has been just as hard as saying goodbye to my grandmother. Tomorrow morning I will get in a car and make the trek to Austin. I am immeasurably excited at the prospect of the coming days, but deeply saddened that I shall be so far from my family. Saying goodbye to my friends was difficult. Saying it to my cousins was nearly impossible.
So, it's been several days of goodbye. I try to keep in mind that it's not forever. Far sweeter reunions are awaiting us in the land of promise.
"The Lord bless you , and keep you ; The Lord make His face shine on you, And be gracious to you; The Lord lift up His countenance on you, And give you peace.'"
Monday, my grandmother -- at her own request -- was taken off life support, ending a six-week stay in the hospital and closing the book on a part of this family.
I can't say enough good things about my grandmother, about her impact on my life, or how much she meant to me. I will say that hers was probably the most beautiful funeral I've ever attended. It was a perfect way to remember such an incredible person.
I suppose what I'll remember most, after her dedication and devotion to God and my grandfather, is that I always -- always -- knew I was loved by my grandmother. Even if she had never said the words (and she did, often) I would have known by the way she treated me, the way she was interested in my life and the innumerable things she did for me. I know that my cousins feel the same.
Saying goodbye to my cousins over the past couple of days has been just as hard as saying goodbye to my grandmother. Tomorrow morning I will get in a car and make the trek to Austin. I am immeasurably excited at the prospect of the coming days, but deeply saddened that I shall be so far from my family. Saying goodbye to my friends was difficult. Saying it to my cousins was nearly impossible.
So, it's been several days of goodbye. I try to keep in mind that it's not forever. Far sweeter reunions are awaiting us in the land of promise.
"The Lord bless you , and keep you ; The Lord make His face shine on you, And be gracious to you; The Lord lift up His countenance on you, And give you peace.'"
posted by Audrey at 9:29 AM
1 Comments:
Don't be silly- It's never goodbye when you say it to our families. Just- see ya later.
Chara
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