Life is full of decisions. Some so minut, some so grand. Some never noticable to anyone but you, some with such a powerfully packed punch that it rocks you and everyone around you. Well...I shall live from this point forward with my decision not out regret...but out of love, care and foresight. As I sit/ lay here awaiting further news of my grandmother who fell at 10pm last night with extensive physical trauma to her head, brain, spine and ribs...and rests in unstable condition at Saatoga Hospital... I received a phone call from my sister who is presently with her while I attempt to sleep in preparation for the work day ahead. But its not my direct action and decision that were just made on her behalf as her health proxy that I have I can openly admit I am proud of, however I rest the remainder of this night, and my decision in the hands of the man above. She has lived a fantastic and fairly lengthy life. Full of people who love her, care about her, have done so much for her just in these short 3.5 years alone since my father passed away when I became then the person to act on her behalf and make those grand and ultimate life changing split decisions. She is a wonderful woman, full of sass but much of class. She has the ability to make one smile and laugh with the ease of that such as picking a daisy from its stem. Or even a bushel, to place on the table center for an afternoon summer brunch. My memories are so fond of boardgames, popsickles and healthy bunches of parsely. Late nights of laughs when mom wasnt home and we had no school the next day or it was a snow day. The countless hours laying there above my sister and I watching keenly onward as we all divulge in giggles of cartoons after cartoons, Winnie the Pooh, Piglett and Tigger too. Who doesnt laugh at a T- I- double grrrr, er? With sass and class comes spice and everything nice. From sweet lips of soda pop at a picnic table for a midsummer dinner out of tasteful MOP pizza (mushrooms, Onions, Pepperoni). To the random requests to take us to Taco Bell for soft tacos and mouths a blaze with lessons learned~shoulda stuck with mild sauce. The watchful hours Id run around playing with my toys as our sinks full of dishes dwindled and the wet handed hugs ensued. The woman I once knew had been the apple of my eye, the smile on my face when she visited, my lifelong bestfriend. The woman I most looked forward to, to come to my concerts, Boy Scouting events, and even holidays such as this one here coming up. Her attendance was as perfect as the day is long. Remembrance of the days where a 3 feet tall version of myself ran around her knees almost that like a jungle gym or a barrier of huggable protection from uncertainty. Punctual and pretentious she be for being that of a KMart manager, most of her life. She dwelled on consistency not that of complacency. A hard worker she was, over my most previous years I have learned alot of her past through notes and statements and declarations. Her actions laid the foundation for the belief system of my future actions. Few to none can capture and commemorate the life she has greatly lived, but by measurable standards I can confidently say in gods name as she would want me to and my last words and thought of the night as she and I had practiced every night for years to have passed, but before I attempt to head back here to reality and my attempted sleep. Granda DeeDee I love you with all my heart and hate to see you suffer from endless pain, your injuries are extensive and how you go into the night and how life plays out when I wake next, or soon I leave in gods hands. Eigher way suffering is not what I want to last remember you by, I get here on my knees and pray for you one last prayer on your behalf gram. Because its exactly the prayer I will never forget that you taught us. Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep, If I shall die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take. Amen. Until we meet again. May god be with you gram. Stay strong until you cant no more.
Posted on: Tue, 23 Dec 2014 09:11:58 +0000
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