Grandma's gone.
10 years ago
This morning at about five, my grandmother, Ruth, died of bone cancer. She was a wonderful person, and I already miss her so, so much.
Thank you for everything, Grandma. I hope God treats you well, up in Heaven where you deserve to be.
RIP Ruth P______, August 16, 2015
Thank you for everything, Grandma. I hope God treats you well, up in Heaven where you deserve to be.
RIP Ruth P______, August 16, 2015
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I know sometimes things just don't seem fair or just, but know that you have people who will support you and can be a shoulder to cry on when you need it. I obviously don't know your grandmother, but I'm sure if you could converse with her in heaven she'd want you to continue on and find a way to live happily and have a full life.
Take all the time you need to mourn and heal from this incident. We'll all be here to help you along the way.
Seventeen years isn't long enough to know a grandmother. We all miss her. I was sitting up at her house yesterday, there with my parents and sister to keep watch and give her her medicine.
She looked so different, Cal... It was so strange to see her so weak, needing an oxygen tank just to breathe. Normally she was full of life no matter what, so bright and vivacious. She would lend me trashy crime novels, stuff like Stephanie Plum or NYPD Red. Her apartment had this vaguely floral scent that I loved, and a pretty wall clock and a little circular dining table, and a painting of a rooster in her kitchen, and she had cacti and succulents on the balcony. (Dad took one of the succulents home, to remember her by.)
I had a dream about her, last night, while I was sitting on her couch as the last of her life slipped away. I dreamt that she was healthy and moving around, and I hugged her and told her how much I loved her and missed her already, and she responded in kind. God, I'm crying just remembering it... maybe it was a sign from Heaven that she's resting in peace, or something. Maybe she was talking to me in my dreams. I'm not a spiritual person, but... I'd like to think that.
My aunt Cindy told me a few hours ago, while we were still there, that she wanted her ashes divided in three, so each of her three children (Dad, aunt Cindy, uncle Doug) could take some home and put it in an urn. I guess it's so she could watch over all of us from Heaven.
I'm sorry-- I'm rambling. I just... I miss her so much already, Cal.
Thank you for listening.
Hope you can get over it, Matthew. I lost my grandma 5 years ago. Don't let it get you too sad. She will be fine in heaven.
And... You can call me Matty.
*pat Matty's shoulder"
I am so sorry I didn't respond to this sooner, you deserve so much support.
Seeing someone you love when they're ill.. it's never the same.
Can be pretty upsetting.
But I'm happy you can have all those beautiful memories of her from the past <3
She loved you, and she knew you loved her. She was very lucky to have someone like you in her life.
You could share some pleasant memories of her with me? If you'd like?
She had beautiful curly blond hair and bright blue eyes, too. She was really beautiful and strong and kind.
Would have been an honor to meet her.
Or rather, to even grow up knowing her.
Unforgettable
I'm gad you have so many lovely things to remember about her <3
She'll rest well with such a comfortable spot in your memory.