I’ve said a lot of goodbyes lately and today I’ll say another. Some have been foisted upon me, some have been my choice. Some have been sudden and big, others slowly come about with unspoken words and quiet whispers. Each one takes a little bit of me and challenges me to regrow the missing portion in a new and stronger way.
I’m a little tired of all this growth.
Today I’ll go say goodbye to my G-d Mother’s mom, G-ma Gladys. She’s a very sweet woman (at least to me, I’m pretty sure to all) thoughtful, kind, with a quiet grace and air of propriety about her. She wasn’t my grandma, but she was a pretty neat lady and raised a heck of a gal in my G-d Mom.
In my brain, I can understand that her pain is gone, she is free and she lived a long life. She met and knew her grandchildren and great grandchildren and that is no small feat. That said, my heart aches for the family that loved her and know that she will be greatly missed.
Fly free G-ma Gladys, fly free.