Added by
Kazona on Oct. 25, 2009
I don't normally blog about this kind of stuff because, well, I don't think I should bother people on here with it. But today I will write something, simply because I feel the need to.
About a week or so ago I was informed that my grandma had suffered yet another heart attack, and that she was doing really badly. She'd been in rough spots before, but this time it was different; everyone kind of knew that she would not be able to fight her way out of it this time, nor did she have the will to do so anymore. I can't say I blame her. She's had to deal with watching my grandpa slowly die from cancer, and she has outlived more than one of her own children. On top of that, she's been struggling for more years than I can remember with her health, constantly in and out of the hospital, one thing after another. You could say it was old age, but in my opinion her troubles began long before that reasoning could be used.
So, in a way, for her, I am glad that it is finally over. I don't really believe in God, but I really hope that there is a place where she can be reunited with her husband and her children whom she lost. I think she's earned at least that much. In fact, I believe everyone but the most vile of human beings deserves that much at least. Life is often a struggle, with truly happy moments few and far in between, so a person deserves to know true happiness at the end of it all. If she doesn't get that, then fate is a cruel joke indeed.
Personally I don't really know how to feel, though. It's not like I haven't lost family members before (she was actually my last living grandparent), but that still doesn't change how I feel right now; which is to say, I don't know how to feel. It's strange, but I was expecting to be more devastated. Maybe it's because the realization hasn't fully set in yet, or maybe it's because, unlike other times, I was there for her during these past days. I don't really know, it's hard to put a finger on it. I do wish I had taken more time out of my daily life to spend some time with her, though, but I think we all find ourselves wishing that when someone leaves this world. I think that even if I had spent a lot more time with her, I would've still felt the same way. Or maybe not, who knows? I guess that is a question that will remain unanswered, no matter how many times this happens, and I will just have to learn to accept that.
She truly was a great person, and while I hate choosing favorites, I will always remember her fondly. I will always remember how caring she was. She may not have been perfect, but she is absolutely someone worth remembering for the rest of my life. I hope that she is finally, and truly.. at peace.
Goodbye sweet grandma, may you know true happiness at last.