Hi all,
Just arrived from Brazil yesterday.....
My grandmother had been very ill and had a turn for the worst last Friday, the 10th.
She was 100 years old, but in perfect health... happy.... until that she got Dengue fever. That hit her hard.
When I heard she was sedated on the 10th, I immediately got a ticket for the next flight out.................... I prayed and prayed for her to wait for me......
My last plane (3 of 3) got delayed an hour, and she passed away 1/2hr before I got there.
Either she couldn't wait, or she didn't want me to see her suffer.....
She was still at my aunt's house, so I got to stay some time alone with her and say my good byes before the funeral home took her away.
I feel empty, I feel like there is no floor beneath my feet. My grandma was everything to me. She was unconditional love.
She was my rock. She was everything good - she was pure, she was perfect, she was light.
She was the type of person that although very religious and conservative, she would never, EVER judge or impose her way of being on anyone.
She always had a smile, a hug, a loving word, a shoulder, she always had LOVE, pure love to give - without any agenda.
For the 17 years I've been here, the first thing I've always done, was go straight from the airport to her house. Now everything is changed.
I woke up everyday thinking "is grandma ok"? Now what? Now who do I think of when I go to bed?
I called to talk to her and tell her how much I loved her at least a couple times a week "Grandma - you are the love of my life, I love you more than anything, the sun and the moon, I love you more than the infinite". Now who am I going to call to say that?
I brought with me several of her personal things to remember her by......
My life feels very surreal right now.
Grandma, you are the love of my life - today, tomorrow, and always
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