Last week I lost the last of my four grandparents. My grandma was 91 years old and had been living in a nursing home suffering from Alzheimer’s for the past 10 years. She lost her ability to speak about 5 years ago and hasn’t recognized any of us in over 5 years. Over the years it has been devastating to watch what this disease has done to the woman who taught me how to sew, bake, cook, and craft.
As I sat at the funeral home I kept starring at my grandmother’s hands holding the rosary and then all of the beautiful flowers that surrounded her from our family. Those hands had taught me so much and I immediately began to think about what I could do with all of those flowers. My grandmother would have hated to see all those flowers thrown away which is what typically happens with funeral arrangements so I asked the funeral director if I could take the arrangement home with me. Now I have a little piece of my grandmother watching over my family…I know she would be proud!
~Robyn (Jersey Girl)