Bittersweet Day

I decided I needed to start a blog, mostly so I can remember things that happen in our life that I don't want to forget.  This isn't really a happy beginning to a blog, but it was a day that I don't want to forget.  My Grandma Doris passed away this morning, I watched her take her last breaths and will never forget the feeling that overwhelmed my body once I recognized that it was really happening. 

I am happy that she is no longer suffering, that she has finally passed on and is not in any pain, and not anxious like she was her last few months of life.  But, she's gone, and that's a hard pill to swallow.  We arrived at the Harmony House around midnight, and it seemed as if she was just holding on by a thread all night long.  Sometime around 9 in the morning, the nurse told us to talk to her, that she could hear us.  Sure enough, I started talking to her, telling her that she's ok, and that we love her very much, and that she needed to go on and be with Grandpa Don.  A few minutes later I was talking with Brad and Rayce on the phone, and she heard Rayce's voice, and I swear that's what she needed and then she was ready to go.  It was only a few minutes later that her spirit passed on, and she took her last breath.  I am so thankful that she was able to meet Rayce, she was so excited about having a Great Grandbaby.  I will treasure that forever. 

It's been a long day, and Brad is leaving for Oregon tomorrow for 5 days.  I'm excited to spend time one on one with Rayce, but will really miss Brad, especially during this hard time.

I hope to post at least once a week - I'm even going to make a note on my calendar!  We'll see how it goes . . . 

RIP Grandma Doris, you will be missed immensly.  I love you so much, and can't wait to see you again someday.  <3