"Death is more universal than life; everyone dies but not everyone lives."
A Sachs
This Thanksgiving was like no other, my grandmother passed away early in the morning. Leaving this Earth to be in a better place where she is not longer in pain and suffering. I feel like life should stop, but it doesn't things go on and we must move along with it, taking our grief and pain with us so that we can heal.
My grandmother (a.k.a. mom-mom) was an extraordinary woman who lived a long and prosperous life. She lived to see things that I am sure she never thought she would see. I will remember her as a woman who was: strong willed, resourceful, caring, disciplined, and as someone said this past weekend "quietly loving". My mom-mom was never one to lavish on compliments or expressions of love, but I know that she loved me. I think she was proud of her children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. We are a family of "doers" we have all contributed to our communities in some way, whether singing, teaching, or in business.
As I look back, I see that I really only started to understand her over the past several years and came to terms with the who she was and how she expressed herself. I hope that some of her qualities have rubbed off on me, and I will be a person who will be so greatly missed in her community and family.
Thank you for giving me such a great example to follow of what an independent woman is and what I can achieve.
