Thank you for all of your condolences. As much as I wish she was still here, she knew her mind and her decision. Respecting her wishes and being at her bedside was the least we could do.
Jack wanted to be with her, with us, and so we had a late night last night. She was gone around 10pm, and we came home to Champaign around midnight. Needless to say, I am not making him go to school today. He got to cry and tell her goodbye. He didn't want to let go until he knew absolutely she was gone. I know death is hard, but being excluded can be harder, and I am glad he was allowed to be there.
Her five children were all in the hospital with her, along with Mary B., Bev G., and David Lucas. Everyone was in her room with the exception of Uncle Dave who had said his goodbyes already (and Mary B. who wanted to respect any wishes Grandma may have had about others seeing her at the end). He has had his share of seeing someone go with his father and a good friend, Larry, and his siblings understood. We made sure to ask him multiple times just in case so he didn't have regrets. David Lucas was there as well. He said she was the closest to having a mother as he had had in a long time. I am glad Mom found him.
Today Jack and I will spend our day at home. I don't know that we will get up to much. The cats are wondering while we haven't relinquished the house to them for the day, but they will just have to deal with it. :)
Thank you, Grandma. For your love, acceptance, and baking. For your afghans and cards. For your hugs and phone calls. For your stories and smile. I will do my best to prod my horrid memory to hold onto these things into the future.
|Grandma and four of her children.|
|Grandma, The Boy, Aunt Amy and me at the park.|
|Grandma and me in Spokane (1994).|
|Nana and The Boy (2006).|