Grandmothers are Shining Stars

My grandmother died this weekend, and I am missing her very much. I wanted very much for my daughter to grow up know my grandmother, to be her MEMO as well as to my sisters' children. Sadly that was not meant to be. I watched as my grandmother passed away from this life. I was the single most heart wrenching feeling watching her slowly stop breathing. However she was lucid ten minutes before and asked for a hug from all of us and we complied. She took my hand and told me to wear a coat in the cold. (She was always telling me to wear a coat.) We shuffled all the great grandchildren in they gave her kisses and hugs and told her to get better, and then she said she was tired and slowly drifted away. I will never forget standing there in a circle around her waiting for her to breath again. It is hard to move on after that. My sister asked the question that was on everybody's mind, "What do we do now?". I still am not sure where my mother got the courage to say anything. If it was me I would be inconsolable, but she picked us all up moved us to the waiting room got every thing in order and then set the plan for the days to come. My mother just replaced my grandmother. It happened so fast if you had blinked you would have missed it. My mother is a grandmother to my daughter and my sisters' children. She has 21 grandchildren and great grandchildren, and she had to show them how you move on. She is a bright shining example of a strong women. I will never forget the day my mother turned in to my grandmother. We will always love and adore our grandmother and miss her dearly everyday but I know she is happier where she is in heaven with my grandfather and her dog.