I talked to Gram this past weekend. She sounded upbeat and happy to be coming home to Cape Cod soon. She still has some follow up to do on the bite she got. Turns out it was a spider bite, not hornet. She says her foot is still swollen and she has nightmares about baby spiders crawling around in there (#mentalimage, you're welcome). She also says her ribs are still sore from the CPR. Again I reminded her it is better than the alternative.
So, my cousin and I were marveling at the
What I do know for sure is how blessed I am to still have Gram in my life. She has taught me through these two deaths that it is never too late to tell those you love that you do. Don't wait until a Eulogy to tell the world how much someone means to you. Don't wait until a Eulogy to remind the living what you want to be remembered for. Don't wait until a Eulogy to be sorry for your sins, your actions, and your wrong doings. Don't wait until a Eulogy to be the one being remembered either.
Live your life for the here and now. Live your life the way you want your 6.5 year old to fill in the blanks on a pre-made first grade Mother's Day card.