So, I was getting back into a life routine. Meal planning, working, blogging, spending time with my husband and just loving life!! Everything was going well and we were living life day by day. I talk to my mom, dad, and grandma every single day either on the way to or from work. Wednesday morning, I wake up like normal, go to school, continue my every day routine and then get a call from my dad that I need to come home (Houston) as soon as I can because my grandma is not doing well. My world stops.
My grandma means the world to me but over the last few days, I realize that I take advantage of talking to her everyday (and everyone for that matter). She is getting older, is a cancer survivor X2, but has been doing really well. I leave work and Chris and I rush to Huntsville to see her before going to be with family in Houston. The last Wednesday-Saturday have been rough. Everyone thought we were going to lose her. She is done fighting and ready to give up. Good news is that she is doing better but still not wanting to fight. She is done fighting but her body is not. My husband and I came back to Dallas late last night and it was a bittersweet feeling to leave. I am very thankful that I had the opportunity to see her, talk to her, and kiss her one more time and hope for many more.
This is not a post to bring anyone down but to remind everyone that tomorrow is not guaranteed. The times spent with those we love can be taken away so quick. It scares me to think about that thought but it is reality. I miss her and my other family already and have not been gone but a day.
Please pray for my grandma to continue to improve daily and to find the will to fight and stay strong. I know she wants to see my Papaw and Uncle Scotty but I am not ready to let her go...
My grandma and dad.