The Funeral

Yes!  the day has come to say our final goodbyes to Grammie – a very sad day for all of us.  We rushed to get some funeral clothes for PB and myself – and for Chloe – we already have something for her to wear.  The funeral home was filled with people and Grammie looked as good as it gets.  Chloe was afraid to see her grammie at first but after a while she went to say her final goodbyes.  When they closed the casket I was so filled with sadness and I couldn’t helped myself and sob like a baby.  It was just all too sad for me.  Sad for Chloe and sad for my father-in-law who lost his constant companion of 45 years.

It was sad for me because of all the things Chloe would missed out on now that Grammie is gone.  And even though I lament all the time tht Grammie did not spend enough time with Chloe – now it is more real that there is no time at all for Chloe with her Grammie.  I was counting on Grammie to help me raise Chloe but all that hope is gone.

I lost my own Grandmother when I was 9 yrs old but I don’t quite remember her because she didn’t love me as much as Chloe’s Grammie did for Grammie.  They would hugged, they would kissed, they would cooked together and baked together and dig dirt together or go into the gardens together and pick peas but everything is gone now – no more special time with her Grammie.  No one can replaced what her Grammie do with Chloe – it’s just all too sad for us.