The children were told Saturday morning and we cried with them and held them.
In SC, we met with the funeral home and made cremation arrangements.
The church has been secured for the memorial service in a week and a half.
The obituary has been written and delivered.
Now to deal with my heart that has to accept she is gone.
It has been the Lord's perfect blessing that, since Friday, I have been able to hold the image my Grandmother whole and in Heaven at the front of my mind- like a wall that blinds my view of anything else. This morning, my heart, in all it's aching and sadness, has pushed through that wall and revealed the reality that my Grandmother isn't HERE anymore and I miss her so, so much. The tears won't stop and, for now, I am not going to try to stop them.
Sweet comfort comes in the way of my 7 year old son's arms around my neck and head on my chest. He doesn't know what to say, but he is keeping watchful vigil over me this morning. It is his lack of words that makes his comfort even sweeter- no talking me out of it, no trying to understand it or reason it away, just providing comfort through it.
I'm in good hands.
Thank you for your kind words and prayers.