Jan 14, 2008 | 6:01 PM
Category:
Faith
I know it has been a while since I have posted on here. But there has not been too much on my mind. However, one little thing is tickling at the back of my mind. My grandma's birthday is approaching us. She passed away in September of 2007 and it got me to thinking how much the family is missing her. With that being said, I am posting up what I read at her funeral.
There is a couple of things that should be noted before this post is read. I was the only grandchild to say anything at her funeral, I was the only grandchild to be a pallbearer and my one uncle (whom I am not on the best of terms) asked me to do a reading at the church. Again, the only grandchild to do any of this at the funeral. I was very touched to have this privilege and I would do it again.
Miss you grandma and mom.
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Each individual is a single thread in the tapestry we call a family. When one of the main threads are pulled, there is a tendency for people to say the tapestry is ruined. I have found out that even though that the thread is pulled, sometimes the tapestry grows even stronger.
Almost 3 years ago, we lost one of the main threads in my immediate family. But we have pulled together and our tapestry has grown stronger. Though we may have a few frays, our family has gotten closer and stronger than what it was before we lost my mom.
The same can be said with the passing of grandma, we lost a major thread in our tapestry. However, this loss does not have to cause the tapestry to fall apart. Look upon us and see how we have persevered throughout our ordeal. Use this as an opportunity to get closer with one another. Share your grief, your sorrow and your happiness. Remember her for who she was and what she meant to each of us.
There will be times in which you will do something that will bring back memories of her. Savior those little moments and enjoy them. You will be surprised by what you will remember as the months pass. Memories that in which you thought were long lost will sneak upon you like the fog in the night. These memories may cause you to shed tears of sorrow or a smile of delight. Either way, enjoy those little moments because they will always bring her back to you.
And as the months fade into years, you will find the pain in your heart slowly eases. Though nothing can ever replace grandma, take solace in the fact a little of her will always be with each of us. And each of us have a special memory of her. I say take that memory and hold it close to your heart. It will help heal the hole that she left behind with her passing. I know it to be true because I have take a memory of my mom and I hold it close to my heart each day. Though the wound, from the passing of my mom, has not fully healed, that memory provides the comfort that is needed.