Sad But Sweet

Grandma Lois passed away on Thursday. She hadn't been extremely healthy as of late, but it still went quite a bit faster than we anticipated, especially on that day. Mom called around 4PM on Thursday to say it looked like the end, so I started to pack a bag to head home for the weekend to say goodbye and probably attend her funeral. Mom called shortly after 5PM to say that Grandma was gone. We waited for my aunt to fly in and we got home after 2AM that night.

I sent an email to my roommate today and she responded with the phrase "sad but sweet days". Anyone who has been through the loss of a loved one knows that this phrase is appropriate. The stream of people and food has been constant, the tears have been steady, and the laughs are intermittent but hearty. The days are sad but sweet.

We'll celebrate Grandma's life with a service on Monday. The timing seems perfect, coming on the heels of celebrating the death and resurrection of Jesus on Easter Sunday, and remembering all that He did to make it possible for Grandma (and all of us) to live forever with Him in Heaven.