Death. We fear it, we fight it, we try our best to escape it's grim approach. But, still it comes and we are left to sort out the aftermath, to pick up the pieces and reconstruct after it flees. We cannot hide nor run from it. Sooner or later, the clock will stop as it catches up with all of us. Time will stand still and our moments here will cease ... just like hers.
It's been nearly 3 weeks since death came to visit our family. It took her away that rainy evening in September. And even though we were never very close, the death of my grandma has left my heart heavy. Death's sting has been felt and now, we pick up the pieces. Losing someone you were never close with is a bit tricky. How can I long to have someone back who I never really had in the first place?
While her children and grandchildren mourned her passing, my sorrow delve deep into a sea of "what if's". What if I had gotten to know her better? What if I had put aside more time to visit her? Time, that's it. Time is what I longed for. Time to learn about her, time to learn from her. Time to speak to, to laugh with, to cherish the woman who had raised my father. But time's up and I can't get it back.
You will forever be my sweet lady of mystery. Everything you had to say, everything you had to teach, it all faded away with you on that day; along with any chance I had of forming a proper relationship with you. Now I'm left to sit and ponder the "what if's" that flood my mind. I'll hold tight to the memories that we were able to create while you were still with us. Rest in peace, Grandma Elsie.
Friends, if there are any relationships that need mending within your family, I have one simple piece of advice — get to mending! Be the bigger person, forgive, forget and love the ones who God has placed in your life. There's only so much time, don't take it for granted.