I remember when I lost my Grandma. She suffered from dementia. And it was one of those things where I knew she was going to forget me. And that didn’t make anything easier when that day came. I knew she was dying. But it still didn’t make her death any easier. I feel like knowing someone you love is passing away but it takes months, maybe even years to get there, can be excruciatingly painful.
I was prepared to lose her. Yet, I’ll never forget the day my dad called me and told me she was gone. I couldn’t wrap my head around it. And there are days I still can’t.
An amazing woman passed away this weekend. And I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that she’s gone. She had cancer. Pancreatic cancer. And She fought an amazing fight. Throughout her battle, she had this amazing fighting spirit. You hear pancreatic cancer and you think that there’s no way to beat it. But she did. She believed that she could. In her mind and her heart, she knew she could beat the cancer. She wanted to beat the cancer. And throughout her fight, she held onto hope and she gave others hope that she would beat this horrible disease.
This was a woman who loved ferociously. She did anything for anyone. She was the most selfless person with a heart of gold. Anyone would tell you that she would give you the shirt off her back if you needed it. She taught me many things throughout my life. And I always knew that if I needed someone to talk to, she would be there.
Knowing she’s gone…it hurts. I feel like I did when my grandma passed away….not able to wrap my head around it. Even though I knew it was coming…I knew the cancer was going to win. But I was never prepared to actually lose her. The past few days, I keep thinking about all the memories she blessed me with and I will cherish those always. She was a mom and friend to many and will live on forever in our hearts.