Grandma B.

I've heard it said that losing a child is one of the hardest things one can ever do. It's not typically natural for a parent to outlive a child, which is what makes it seem such an impossible, heart breaking task.

My grandma B, my mother's mother, experienced this just this past December. She survived her daughter, but only for sixty five days.

This past Friday, she passed away and went to her heavenly home where I can only hope and imagine that she is there treasuring her daughter again.

My grandmother wasn't in any stellar health condition but we also didn't expect her to leave us quite so soon. Just this year, her and I had started exchanging letters and I had just spoken with her Friday afternoon.

It's been said that sometimes those that are dying are waiting for someone or something before they pass away and perhaps we'll never know if that was the case with grandma or not. Friday had been a day of good news, it was the day we found out her son (my uncle) didn't have cancer. And as we rejoiced on earth about this news, the heavens rejoiced as they welcomed grandma up above.

So this week I am headed to Green Bay, WI to see my mom's side of the family and remember Grandma B's life.

While my grandma will be missed very much, I know that she lived a very full, good, though at times challenging life. Her years were filled with children and grandchildren and great grandchildren. She was very special to many people and we'll certainly hold many memories close to our hearts, but we can also rejoice that she is in the place of eternal happiness, joy and health.

And we will see both her, and my mom, again someday.

Grandma B. and H. November 2006
Grandma B. and dad. December 2007