I feel like I have ditched class for months and have just come back. You have to start somewhere after not posting for a long time.
A lot has happened since the last post. My grandmother passed away on January 22. She was with it to the very end. Yesterday would have been her 98th birthday. I just got a call from one of her nieces who didn't know she had died and was trying to call her in the nursing home. It makes me feel like a complete heel that I didn't let her know, but there are so many people in the Russell and Hiebert families, it is almost impossible for me to contact everyone.
I realize how much my grandmother was helping me with my mom. Grandma Fay was my eyes and ears at Sunny Acres. My mother can't speak, so grandma watched over her and let me know what was happening. Now I'm alone and it is a lot harder. It is even difficult to visit my mother. Most people when they lose a loved one who was in a nursing home never have to go back after they clean out the room. In my case, I have to go back and back again because my mom is in the same room. I shouldn't be complaining because my poor mother has had to face the loss every day, whereas I can come and go.
We had a service for Grandma Fay at All Saints' Episcopal Church. The flowers were beautiful and my friends and lots of nursing home staff were there with our family.
Somehow I have to pick myself up.
Peace,
Susan
