I didn't get the job at Farmers....
Two years ago today a woman I never thought I'd have to say goodbye to left.
I didn't really get to understand her until a year before she died, when she was diagnosed with Lung Cancer. To see her fight and stay positive day after day was amazing to me. Given those circumstances I would have buried my head in my pillow and cried.
She was a true fighter. The strength she exuded throughout her battle was nothing less than courageous. I embraced every moment we got to have with her. Even when her death was nearing our family came together. In those times I know seems weird to say, but our family had never been closer. We all came together to be there for her; to wait until she was ready. I only wish I could be as brave as she.
The memories I have of grandma are very insignifant. There isn't one specific memory I have. I remember her coming over to mom and dad's and we were all on the deck, and she was so cold and wrapped in so many blankets I couldn't help but laugh. I remember the camping trips, and mom trying to give her her shots, and I remember her and Mike came over to have dinner, and I showed her how I folded T-shirts. I remember seeing her smile, and thinking of Grandpa Soules. I remember when Chanse was born and she couldn't get over how much hair he had. I remember the sound of Chanse's voice when he called her GG. I still remember how relieved and unbelievably sad I felt when she finally did leave us. It brought tears to my eyes then, and it brings tears to my eyes now. I will forever miss her, and I only hope that one day I'll be able to see that wonderful crooked smile again.
Two years ago today a woman I never thought I'd have to say goodbye to left.
I didn't really get to understand her until a year before she died, when she was diagnosed with Lung Cancer. To see her fight and stay positive day after day was amazing to me. Given those circumstances I would have buried my head in my pillow and cried.
She was a true fighter. The strength she exuded throughout her battle was nothing less than courageous. I embraced every moment we got to have with her. Even when her death was nearing our family came together. In those times I know seems weird to say, but our family had never been closer. We all came together to be there for her; to wait until she was ready. I only wish I could be as brave as she.
The memories I have of grandma are very insignifant. There isn't one specific memory I have. I remember her coming over to mom and dad's and we were all on the deck, and she was so cold and wrapped in so many blankets I couldn't help but laugh. I remember the camping trips, and mom trying to give her her shots, and I remember her and Mike came over to have dinner, and I showed her how I folded T-shirts. I remember seeing her smile, and thinking of Grandpa Soules. I remember when Chanse was born and she couldn't get over how much hair he had. I remember the sound of Chanse's voice when he called her GG. I still remember how relieved and unbelievably sad I felt when she finally did leave us. It brought tears to my eyes then, and it brings tears to my eyes now. I will forever miss her, and I only hope that one day I'll be able to see that wonderful crooked smile again.
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