This morning Im really missing my grandmother. Its amazing how when someone passes what you remember. I remember plucking the hairs out of my grandmothers chin every time I came home from school to keep her divafied. It saddens me to think that the last time I did that was in July when I came home for week after taking the GRE around the time she was first admitted to the hospital, and that she passed just about 5-6 weeks later. I remember when I was doing a co-op at Henry Ford hospital my 11th grade year and how I would always get the tide to go pens from its convenient store and clean food stains off of my grandma because almost all of our family functions involves food and she always somehow made a mess of her beautiful clothes. I remember sitting in her lap even in recent years and all the times as children my cousins and I would play with her degenerated triceps that hung low on her arms. I remember cleaning her house. My grandmother loved a clean house and she had wooden floors, wooden and glass furniture, and China cabinets filled with silver, and they all had to shine. I remember once cleaning I came over early (too early for her) and she made me get in the bed with her to sleep a little longer. Then after cleaning, she took me to lunch at her favorite restaurant, Big Boys and we split a dessert that had two large brownies covered on hot fudge with strawberry ice cream in between and a cherry on top. I remember when I was younger how she would give us a little money if we got all As on report cards. And I remember last year when I quit my job on a whim to go back to school with almost no financial aid, and how without even knowing my struggle felt like I needed help and gave me a check for $250 which allowed me to pay for my books. It kind of breaks my heart that she wont see me graduate, because shes been at every monumental event in my life. I still cant believe that she left us and that the last time I would see her alive would be our family vacation, where we had to leave her in Florida. I can remember exactly what I was doing when I received the news, and even though I knew it was coming, couldnt believe it. I think a part of me still doesnt believe it. All I know is that I miss her, and that she is loved.
Posted on: Sat, 25 Oct 2014 14:48:20 +0000
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