This is a picture of my Grandmother. We call her Gammie. I wish I knew how old she was here. Maybe my mom or aunt will know. She was such a strong woman. As my mom said, she was a pioneer. She was married to a man who was in the military. Her first child was still-born and her husband chose not to come home on leave when this happened. She decided that she did not want to live her life with a man like that so at a time when divorce was not common, she divorced him. Later she married my grandfather, who was just as amazing as she was, and they grew old together. I have always admired her strength and her courage. All us "Davis" girls can be a bit strong-willed at times. We proudly say that came from Gammie.
She passed away yesterday morning. We were able to go and visit with her in the hospital. I rubbled her hands and feet. I helped adjust the oxygen mask she had to wear. I put vitamin E oil on her lips. I gave her sips of water. I told her that I loved her and that it was okay for her to let go and go join my grandfather. I told her to hug and kiss my grandfather, then hug and kiss her baby girl, and finally to hug and kiss my sweet baby girl.
My parents, sister, brother-in-law, aunt, uncle, cousins and I all stayed with her while they changed the C-pap oxygen to just regular oxygen and gave her morphine for comfort. We stayed and prayed for Heavenly Father to take her, yet she hung on. My dad, Julia, Sterling and I finally decided that we needed some sleep at 3:30 Sunday morning. I had been up for over 24 hours so we left for the hotel. She passed away 20 minutes later. Yesterday I was feeling at peace with her passing, but today I am struggling. I have had too many losses this year. I am not going to write about that now. For now I will just say that my soul aches. I am sad. I really need my faith to get me through yet another loss, however it has been gone for a while and I am struggling. For now I need to just breathe. Maybe I can focus on faith later. One step at a time.
I love and miss you Gammie......until we meet again.
4 comments:
I was wondering where the family was on Sunday, and this is definitely not the answer I was expecting.
Oh, Melica. I am so sorry for this heartbreak. Losing grandparents is incredibly difficult. I thought it was especially hard to see my own mother in so much pain from losing her mother.
We will be thinking of you all.
I've always admired your strength and your faith to endure and carry on. It's ok to take it one day at a time!
Melica, I am so sorry about your Grandmother. I know how difficult that loss can be, but can't imagine it coupled with all of the other losses you have endured. My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. May He give you the courage and strength you need to "go forth in faith."
Love, Jennifer
That's a beautiful thought to think that she will get to see her baby again, her husband, and your baby.
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