Easter?

Today is Easter, It's not my favorite one. My gramma passed away on Friday, I'm really glad I got to see her, but in a way I wish I didn't, so I could have remembered her when she was healthy and happy. We got here on Monday night and spent a few days with her, she was doing really well.....as well as can be expected, and from there, it just went down. She would try to get up by herself when we werent in the room with her, and once, did a faceplant and scraped her face on the stool. She hadnt lost her sense of humor, even in her last days. I love her. She wasn't doing well on Friday when we left, but we had to be back for church on Sunday. We told her we loved her, and she did as well as she could to tell us the same, she couldn't breathe. We left and about 2 hours later, my uncle called and said "we lost her" we turned around and headed back. Seeing her body, she looked so peaceful. It was weird, of course, but she was suffering so much, I'm actually glad she died and didnt have to go through that anymore, because she wasn't ever gonna get better. She looked like she was taking a nap, I expected her to start snoring at any second, it never happened. I had cried before we left, becaue I knew we'd never see her again, and seeing her body made me cry even more, but I was happy for the peace she was feeling. We were going through her stuff, even when she was alive. I felt horrible doing that, like a vulture, claiming things and looking through her life. It was also fun to find all her old stuff, and go through it. She has a neat history. The onlyt hing i was scared of, when I heard she was dying, was that she might not be saved. Going through her stuff, we found a certificate stating that she had done so, something along those lines. So I'm just holding on to that Baptist theory "Once saved, always saved" Ephesians 1:19 says something like that too. I feel good about it. We had given her this Jesus dvd or something for Christmas, and we found that in her dvd player, and the case underneath her bible, by her bed. That made me feel really good. I hate that she had to suffer, even though it wasn't for long, it was hard to see her struggle for every breath she took.

It kinda gets boring here, not much to do, but I don't really want to leave. At the same time, I really want to go home, and see my friends and what not. I'm pretty sure mom is gonna kinda give me this next week off, woot woot! I'm not looking forward to the drive home....my dad is going to Pheonix for work tonight, so it's just us 4 ladies....maybe I'll work on EzE's hat a bit.

Sorry that this post sucks, you guys prolly dont care about any of that, but....oh well, get over it!

I shall leave you with a quote "It looks like a big tylenol!"

-N Dawg

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