Its been a couple weeks now but I wanted to write a little about what will probably be my last time seeing my favorite grandmother.Her health has been declining for quite some time now and its really diminished the past month. Hope and I wanted to make a trip out in June but we couldn't swing it. So, I decided to make a trip out at the same time as dad. All my aunts and uncles were going to be in town but I would be the only grandchild from out of town. I worried about it being a little awkward but it wasn't at all.
It was a really difficult trip for many reasons. Some obvious, like knowing that this was probably the last time I would see her but also to see everyone around struggling to deal with the reality of the situation. We traveled around to look at different facilities. The situation changed even as we were looking because depending on your level of mobility determines the kind of place to accommodate your needs. Grandma got worse even over the couple days we were there.
We picked something out for her and it wasn't until a couple weeks later that she was able to be moved to her new home.
There are certain moments in your life when you step outside yourself and think, "I'm going to remember this very moment for a long time." That happened for me when we all crowded around grandma's bed to reassure her that it was okay to go and we were all here for her. I had a couple minutes alone with her before I left. I will value that time for many years to come.
