My Meme passed away...

Well, my Meme (grandma) passed away today. I'm sad, but at the same time I'm not. She suffered a massive stroke back in 1994 and has been speechless, paralyzed on her right side, and bed ridden ever since. My Gaga (grandpa) her husband died a little more than a year prior. I realized years later that he and I were extremely close. It still hurts me to this day I never got to know him more. My other grandfather passed not many months before her stroke. Unfortunately my dad has told me that I never knew the "real" him. When my dad mom died (years before i was born) my grandfather died too. That's tough to think about too. It's a lot to happen when your only 10-12 years old, and still don't even realize who your grandparents are and what they mean to you.

I think I'm more sad due to her still being alive, yet not getting to see me turn 13, then 16 and start driving, go to prom, graduate high school, go to/graduate college. Part of me also feels selfish for even thinking about that.

I act funny when people close to me pass away. I've been to more funerals in my life than years I am old. The only memory I really have is her making me pancakes every morning I stayed with them. That kills me the most. I should have more memories than that, but I don't. I guess one memory is better than no memories at all.

Feel free to use my post to share memories of you loved ones.

I'm really sorry for your loss...it's always hard losing family.

Sorry to hear that man, I know soon I'll know what you're going through.

None of of my immediate family has passed away, but I'm afraid some of them are starting to reach that critical age.

Don't feel gulilty about anything - treasure the memories you have. :)

Sorry to hear about your loss...

I dare not say of what I fear is in store in the next few months but I do pray I will say that.

i know how you feel, although i haven't lost as many family members, the pain of losing them is always massive. i lost my mom's dad when i was 4, the only memory i have of him was when i'd visit my grandfather and grandmother's house and i'd run into his room and he'd give me a huge hug. it meant the world to me.

my other grandfather died when i was 11, what hurt me the most is that there was a garage sale at their house because they were moving, i chose not to go and stayed at home (they live 2.5 hours away so we didn't get to visit them very often) and the next week or the week after, he died. i just wish i had known them both more, i wish i had a wise old grandfather to talk to, there's something you can get from a grandfather that nobody else can give you.

my mom's dad (grandpa) had amphesema (sp?) and died from it, but he was pretty much bed-ridden for the last few years. my other grandfather (grandpapa) died in his sleep, they think it was an aneurism but no otaupsy was done. it was a very peaceful way to go, the way i'd like to go if i don't go out in a blaze of glory lol.

sorry to hear that dude, i have an ex - step great grandmother that pased away last saturday, her name was mimi, i lost my great grandparents when i was about 11 or 12 too, one was on like, christmas eve, and my uncle was killed here a few months ago, christmas wasnt the same this year, thats for sure

Sorry for your loss. Losing friends and family is never easy, even when you know they are now in peace. Best wishes for you and your family.

I think people don't apprecieate and ask enough about your grandparents lives.. I just realized last week when i saw my grandpa how much he's experienced..

sorry for my impolitness, really sorry for your loss dude

I think people don't apprecieate and ask enough about your grandparents lives.. I just realized last week when i saw my grandpa how much he's experienced..

sorry for my impolitness, really sorry for your loss dude
I don't think you were being impolite at all. That's one aspect of not having known any of my grandparents, except at a young age is hard.

Thanks for the kind words. I'm just glad, for her sake, it's over. No one should have to live bed ridden trapped in their body helpless for 12 years, let alone just one. But doctors just said she had really strong bones and she was never on any tubes or machines. I kissed her on her forehead before leaving the nursing home on Christmas Eve. I almost didn't, but I'm glad I did.

If you're religious at all you can always know that they're in heaven and they're proud of everything you've accomplished...

If you're religious at all you can always know that they're in heaven and they're proud of everything you've accomplished...
Thanks.

Everything went well with the funeral. I was a pallbearer and while we were at the gravesite having the priest wrap up the final prayers; we were all behind the casket, but I happened to be positioned viewing into it and overlooking the priests' shoulder. I felt as though God made sure I could see her for those last moments. The pallbearers were also the last ones to walk by and say our final goodbyes before closing the lid. I was the last one to say goodbye, and I kissed her on her forehead. That's where I had always kissed her everytime I saw her.

I was pleased with the turn out and the polish lady that took care of my grandma at her home for around 3 years wouldn't stop hugging and kissing me. She was very heart broken. My friend and his parents came up and that was something that they didnt have to do, especially him. I also got a few calls from like 2 friends passing on their condolences. I actually figured I would have gotten more. It's not that I think my other friends are bad friends, I just know who my really good friends are I guess.

A neat thing I learned was that one of the ladies at the nursing home walked into the room sometime Tuesday and saw my grandma with a big smile on her face and a surreal stare. We all see that as her seeing Angels and being taken home. It wasn't long after that she went into a coma and then passed away on Wednesday.

Take care everyone.

wow, thats some interesting news man...i've always wondered what death would be like and I'm sure its more of a weight lifted off one's shoulders than a sad event....

I sometimes look at death as a good thing, ends the pain and suffering for some, but for others, its tradjic, like the people who have their whole lives to live