DEATH AND DIEING

I have lived a very comfortable life for the last 29 years for the most part. I have never dealt with family dieing, except my grandpa Hershel when I was 10. Such a distant memory.

Being home and seeing my Grandma lying in a bed, unresponsive, is surreal. I keep thinking she is going to wake up and see that I am there...and be completely happy, full of life. I've also never seen her in pain because she is EXTREMELY STRONG and never showed emotion. She lays there in bed all day and wakes up for maybe 2 minutes at a time, and says "YEAH!" in response to your questions. You can feel the LOVE in her tone, like the grandma I know. But then shortly after, she is back in a coma-like state just to wake hours later. Then the realization hits, she isn't doing good at all and....is dieing and slipping away. Grandmas legend will have an end. My moms, mom.

Dieing is hard. You realize everything that has to be done. And when I say EVERYTHING I mean 3 different things. There is family to contact (which is hard when your family is running everywhere). Then all her Assets when there is no will. Then the funeral arrangements and everything that goes into that down to the outfit she will leave this world in. Last but not least, her home. Her home that is filled with her life from the past 78 years.

I am taking this chance to strengthen my mom. She is a strong woman, but this is going to be an emotional roller coaster. Right now, she is trying to be strong but with all this on her shoulders (literally, everything), It will take great love and support. I know Grandma will be in a better place after she passes...and just that thought alone is very comforting.