Apr 26, 2008 19:49
She's gone. She passed away while I held her hand.
An hour before, the hospital chaplain called the whole family into the room and we prayed around her bedside and said our goodbyes. I thanked her for being the amazing person that she was and told her how I always thought she was a survivor. Having dealt with the loss of two of her children and her husband as well as other trials and tribulations she had been through throughout the years. She was the one who raised me primarily and it's unfathomable to me how I am going to go on without her.
She was on morphine and was completely comfortable during her passing. Her breaths became less an less frequent until she finally let out her last gasp of air as i held her hand.
There's so much to think about. Her stuff, her bills, her house, her awesome dogs that i can't keep, etc.
I am relieved that she doesn't have to suffer anymore but I just am not prepared to handle life without her. I can't remember having ever felt this completely devastated in my whole life.
I love you, Grandma.