visit my grandma before she passes on

This is very much worth doing. My grandmother passed away this year and I work in Wisconsin. I visited her when she was close to death, and it was nice to see her and let her know that I love her and that when she was ready to go, it was okay. R.I.P. Ama. Wo Ai Ni.

Over Thanksgiving, I visited her grave. She was cremated and is resting in peace in this lovely little garden in Colma, Calif.

So we’re back from Cyprus and from having visited Grandma. It was wonderful to introduce her youngest great-grandson and for my boy to meet his last surviving relative in that generation.

Grandma has severe Alzheimers and I was prepared for a fairly depressing visit. But she can sit and just smile an incredibly warm, radiant smile which is full of unconditional love. I could have sat there with her for hours. The home she is in is very warm and caring. The staff seem very motivated and provide great care.

we also visited my grandfathers grave while we were there.

We’re flying next week. It’s wonderful that my boy will get a chance to visit his last remaining great grandparent.

Since my son was born (just a few weeks after my other grandma passed away), I’ve been thinking more about this goal with the revised plan of taking my son with me to meet his last surviving great grandma. In November my wife is going on a 5 day course, so I’m looking into hooking up with my Dad and flying to Cyprus where my grandma lives and taking my son with me.

So the goal now is for all four generations to meet up together.

I really wanna visit my Gma oneday, may in the school break i can make the trip, IF IM NOT TOO CONSUMED IN SITTING ON MY ASS. Shes very healthy and goes to the gym still shes just about to turn 74 and everytime i thkn of her passing on, i start to tear up, shes the greatest grandma, gwoing up shes always bring my brothers and i lollies (still does!) and she keeps saying, “My time is almost up, its getting closer” its really sad :( so i wanna see her

One of my grandmothers died two days ago. I didn’t get a chance to visit her and won’t be able to attend the funeral due to being in another country and expecting a baby literally any day now. It’s a shame, but she wouldn’t have know who I was anyway.

Now the goal is to visit my remaining grandmother (in Cyprus) during the coming year.

Both of my grandmothers died about 27 years ago.

Grandma Baas died in 1978, the year before I got married. I knew it was a matter of time… she had suffered several strokes and was losing her memory. Grandma had bi-polar disorder, an illness my daughter would later inherit; it had taken it’s toll on grandma rather badly. She was a slow cycler (compared to Courtney who was a rapid cycler)... grandma would have her depressed periods that would last for 18 months. She wouldn’t talk, would eat.. simply sat around with her arms wrapped around her body. During her manic episodes, she would be active and chatty and wanted to do everything right now! She was 84 and we couldn’t keep up with. So when the end came, as sad as it was, as hard as it was, it kind of a blessing. No more suffering. But I still miss her to this day.

Grandma Brooks, on the other hand, was one that I wasn’t very close to. I tried, but she had a closed, cold side to her. She died in 1979, just after I got married. I was in the hospital having surgery on my feet and she had come up to visit me. I was quite surprised at that. A few days later I had been told she died. There was no funeral or memorial and I had felt betrayed and abandoned. I felt angry about this for a long time.

Why had I felt this way when we weren’t even close? I don’t know. It was until after my cousin died and her sister came back into my life. Patti and I had been buds in our late teens but had lost touch with each other after we both married.

Patti is incredibly psychic, more than I am, and had felt strong messages from both grandma and Patti’s sister, Pam. With her guidance, I was able to finally talk to grandma and tell her my feelings. In a dream, she told me she had no idea it would effect that way.

We finally made amends and are at peace with one another.

Now, Patti and I having to face the fact that our parents; my dad and her mother; siblings, are getting to the age that my grandmothers were at their deaths. Patti’s mom just turned 80, and my dad is 76. Mortality is there. This shouldn’t be a big surprise, it’s the way we expect life to go. Parents die before children, which is what I had always believed.

Until my daughter died and toppled that belief completely. I believe life goes on, even after death. So maybe Courtney, and Pam, and my grandmothers are telling us that while our parent’s body’s will stop, their hearts will always go on.