Prayer of Saint Francis
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury,pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; and where there is sadness, joy. O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console; to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love. For it is in giving that we receive; it is in pardoning that we are pardoned; and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life. Amen
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
I love you, Grandma
Today marks the one year anniversary of my Grandma Holly going into the hospital beacause of her fall. I remember hearing the news from my mom over the phone and hurting so bad because I couldn't be there with her. I was at the store when she called and I rushed home to get a hug from my roommate. I was crying and having trouble explaining what had happened, but Lindsey comforted me and suggested we pray a rosary for Grandma. Lindsey, Carrie, and I went to the church to pray in front of Jesus, asking that He be present with Grandma and all of my family.
She struggled for so long in ICU and then at the Life Care Center. I'll never forget seeing her in ICU. She was barely recognizable, and it was hard seeing my aunts and uncles and my mom crying. Once she started to get better and was moved to LCC I was able to visit her often and spend more time with her than I ever had before. It was beautiful to see how her children took care of her and eachother and I loved getting to know my family better, especially my Grandma. Eventully she was moved back to her apartment and I was fortunate to get to see her for the last time in her own bed. I bent down to give her a hug and she pulled me in with all her strength and gave me the most loving embrace I have ever felt. I love my Grandma.
Grandma Holly passed away in October. I miss her so much. I miss her homemade gift tags, her rose-sented bathroom, watching her sit down with her bag full of 'puffers', her laugh, her selflessness, her love, her life.
I miss you Grandma and I pray for you every day. I pray in thanksgiving for the life that God gave you so that I may be here today. In thanksgiving for the children that you raised and the blessing that each and every one of them is to this world. I pray that you are watching down over us all and that we will never forget what we learned as you were in the hospital. I pray that you will always be in our thoughts reminding us of the love that we all shared during those few months.
I love you, Grandma.