Last week my grandmother passed away.
She was really more than a grandmother. She was my Maw-Maw and an important fixture in my childhood, adolescence, and certainly my adulthood. At different points in my life she was also my roommate, my confidant, and a willing participant in my comedic ventures.
I've come to terms that I was wrong about a lot of things.
I thought I had said goodbye. It wasn't enough.
I thought that the comfort of having almost 28 years of memories and the knowledge that she was ready would carry me through this. It hasn't.
It's only been a week but looking into the near future I can only see how difficult this holiday season will be and how every step of the rest of the life I hope to lead will be missing an important piece.
Hopefully I will find some way to carry on. At the moment I really don't know how that will happen but I'm trusting that it will because loss is a part of life and my family is certainly not unique. I do know for certain that you cannot continue about your life while sobbing every time you're left alone with your thoughts.
I'm sure this blog will return to it's intended purpose someday, but for now I guess the radio silence is necessary as I try to navigate the change that has taken place. I'm in good company as my Maw-Maw left many wonderful people to mourn her passing and they are a great comfort to me now.
If there is a lesson to be learned here I guess it's this: there is no corner of the world that holds anything more valuable to me than my family.
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| Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 |
