The fight is over

Tonight around 9 pm, my sweet Grams was called Home.

I went to see her this afternoon. It was the first time that I looked at her and thought she looked more like a hallow shell of a lady than she did like my grandma. I didn't know what to say to her, even though the silence was kind of difficult. I held her hand for a while as I watched her face, hoping for some kind peaceful expression, but all I could see was a weary body waiting for a final breath.

I said goodbye to her today. Until today I had always said "I'll be back later" or "I'll come back tomorrow"... today when I left I said "Bye Grams, I love you", and gave her a kiss on her hand. It was such a hard day to see her that way. I wasn't sure I had it in me to keep coming back to visit.

This week, while difficult, has been a blessing... we all got to say goodbye and spend time with her that we each needed in our own way. We are all exhausted emotionally and physically, but we are so thankful to know that her long fight has ended and that she is resting peacefully in the arms of the Lord.

Please keep praying for us in the next few days, and for my mom and her siblings as they take care of all the details that still need to be arranged, as well as the safe travels for the other family members that will come in over the next couple days.