My husbands Grandmother is dying.
I was able to see her for a few minutes, to tell her I love her and tell her thank you for the influence she has been in my life. She helped inspire my husband to love the gospel. He remembers sitting at her house, reading scriptures and remembers a warm, peaceful feeling there. He describes her as one of the greatest women he has ever known. She helped to make him the person he is today, a hard worker, dedicated to the Gospel, honest, full of integrity.
Me, I remember eating Chinese food, guacamole, singing songs, playing card games and listening to stories about when she was a young mother, with hyper children. She gave me a lot of advice, some maybe I didn't appreciate so much, but some that helped make me, I hope, a better person, a better wife and a better mother. I love her and respect her for who she was and what she stood for.
It was so hard to see her suffering so, and I pray for the Lords mercy on her that she will not have to suffer much longer.
Thank you, Grandma. For everything. You are loved and you will be missed. Till we meet again.
16 years ago
I'm sorry you guys are dealing with this. It seems the end of life is always a little bittersweet; I hope you all receive the comfort and peace you need to last you 'til you meet again.
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