Rosemary P. Newell - August 25, 1916-January 7, 2006
Well everyone my grandma did die on Thursday. While I knew this death was imminent I never knew I would take it so hard once it happened.
Being at the vigil tonight (which, by the way, was open casket) was so hard for me in so many ways. It's so tough to think the last image all of Rosie's loved ones will have will be of her in a coffin. Seeing it was so hard. I am so used to seeing her in bed, I half expected her to turn over or moan slightly or something. But this time she didn't move she is sleeping peacefully now.
Another reason it was so hard was because I have never seen my dad cry. It was sooooo hard. Seeing him cry most definitely made me cry. Also seeing my grandpa saying goodbye to the woman he loved for almost sixty years was heart breaking. Just hearing people speak about what Rosie meant to them and seeing them choke up and start crying was just so hard to watch.
The speeches people made were touched me in a good and bad ways. Good because they brought up stories about my grandma that I never knew before. Bad because I felt so bad that I never got the chance to know my grandma on this level.
Though I didn't really know my grandmother, and I'm not sure she knew too much about me (or even if I existed some days) I am going to miss Grandma Rosie. She won't have to suffer in bed now; she is in a much better place. Hopefully I will get to meet the real her someday in Heaven.
Rest in Peace Grandma Rosie, you will be missed and loved by many.
Being at the vigil tonight (which, by the way, was open casket) was so hard for me in so many ways. It's so tough to think the last image all of Rosie's loved ones will have will be of her in a coffin. Seeing it was so hard. I am so used to seeing her in bed, I half expected her to turn over or moan slightly or something. But this time she didn't move she is sleeping peacefully now.
Another reason it was so hard was because I have never seen my dad cry. It was sooooo hard. Seeing him cry most definitely made me cry. Also seeing my grandpa saying goodbye to the woman he loved for almost sixty years was heart breaking. Just hearing people speak about what Rosie meant to them and seeing them choke up and start crying was just so hard to watch.
The speeches people made were touched me in a good and bad ways. Good because they brought up stories about my grandma that I never knew before. Bad because I felt so bad that I never got the chance to know my grandma on this level.
Though I didn't really know my grandmother, and I'm not sure she knew too much about me (or even if I existed some days) I am going to miss Grandma Rosie. She won't have to suffer in bed now; she is in a much better place. Hopefully I will get to meet the real her someday in Heaven.
Rest in Peace Grandma Rosie, you will be missed and loved by many.