This week..... I don't know if I can adequately express my feelings about this week in words. Sunday, a woman my family and I had adopted as our Tennessee grandma passed away. Though her death wasn't unexpected, as she'd been very ill for several months, it was still hard to know she's gone. To be honest, I don't think it has actually sunk in DEEPLY just yet. Despite being 77-years-old, she still looked as if she was in her 50's and wasn't sick a day in her life. (I'm sure she was, I just don't remember it in my life-time) Watching her get progressively worse over the last couple months have been hard, and I wanted so desperately for God to heal her and raise her back up, to her old vitality, but deep down, I knew that wasn't likely, given her age.
Throughout her sickness, women from our church family spent time 'round the clock with her, to make sure she was cared for during her last days. On church days, us in the younger set, took turns relieving to allow the others to attend church services.
I for one, am glad for the "mandatory" time I was made to spend with her, as normally I'm the first to run away screaming when people are sick etc.. Visit you in the hospital? Maybe if I can get a host of other people to come with me. So I got to be forced outside of my comfort zone, and I survived, and I'm eternally grateful I don't have to beat myself up, for not taking the time to visit with her, before she left us.
I don't have anything else to say at the moment, some other things happened this week that threw me for the proverbial "loop".
What else can I say but, sometimes life comes at you fast!
Erin
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I don't often think this way, but I realized as I was sitting here--after looking up Sister Pergram's obituary in your local paper-- and thinking about her, that I was saying to myself: " I don't want her to be gone. I can't imagine going to campmeeting and her not being there. I can't imagine calling to make arrangements for the meeting and not getting to talk to her." I tried to console myself by saying "She's older than I thought she was," but that didn't help. So then I tried to console myself by telling me that she had been such a faithful saint and such a blessing to all of us that God decided it was time to give her His final reward. None of those things made me feel any better about knowing she is just not going to be there anymore. It really makes me sad. Very sad.
I'm sorry to hear this, Erin. I can't imagine how tough this week has been on you. <3
Yeah, its a little eaiser on us, since we've seen her be so sick, and gotten used to her not being in those places we expect she's normally been in, but to drive by her house and see it so empty, and know she's not there...its still hasn't sunk in just yet.
Thank you!
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