I recently lost my Grandmother as she passed away from a heart attack a couple weeks ago–and it’s okay.
Not to say that I don’t miss her every single day, but I know that it was the best way she could have gone. We can only be so lucky as to pass away without pain or lengthy medical procedures or memory loss.
She had just had the family over for Easter dinner. We all dined on her amazing cooking as we sipped wine from the same glasses she has had since I was born. We shared stories, we teased, we talked, we sought advice and we found what we searched for. It was a great dinner as always.
Looking back on Easter dinner, all I would have done differently that night is squeezed her a little bit tighter and held on to her just half a breath longer if I had known before I took off down the road.
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