A few of you may have noticed that I have not been overly active in the blogosphere for the last week. At first, this was because I’ve been busy with my job. Last week I was preoccupied getting things reconciled for the end of the pay period. This week, since we are in the process of implementing a new HRIS program (a year-long project), we’ve been testing said system. I’ve had about zero time to think about my blog, even on my breaks. Because on my breaks, I’m trying to get my job done. You know, why they pay me to be there
On top of work being crazy busy, I’m sad to say that my great-grandmother passed away on Monday. The timing of it was strange (for lack of a better word) in a way. I was with my mom on Saturday and my great-grandma came up in conversation. We both said we needed to be sure to visit her soon. Saturday night, my mom called and told me my great-grandma was in the ER. She was having trouble breathing and having problems with her heart. My grandparents were with her and I asked my mom to keep me posted.
Sunday, my mom told me that my great-grandma had been admitted to the hospital. So, my husband and I went straight to the hospital for the long-overdue visit. It was a nice visit and even though she was uncomfortable, she knew who we were and was able to converse with us.
On Monday while I was at work, my mom got a hold of me and told me that I should come to the hospital. My great-grandma passed during my hour-long drive from work. Heart failure, I had heard. Truthfully, it felt like it happened so fast and felt strange in a different way. Of all the other times she had bounced back, this time she hadn’t.
She passed with many family members around her and lived a long life with a strong friend and family presence until the end. She was 90 years old. She was a tough lady.
I was the first great-grandchild in our family. My great-grandma used to babysit me when I was in kindergarten. I remember coming home from my half-day at school and she would have the food ready. Lucky for me, their big meal of the day was always lunch. I mainly remember the mashed potatoes. The rest was kind of a blur. I love me some mashed potatoes.
My great-grandma was also crochet expert. She continued until she couldn’t crochet anymore. Combined, I’m sure the family has dozens of items. I am particularly fond of her afghans. I’m happy to have at least five. They are a piece of her and truly timeless.
Be Sure to Stop Look and Around
I was thinking about the happenings of the last few days and how I’ve been living life lately. I’m in such a rush to be debt free that sometimes it’s all I can think about. I get tunnel vision. This experience has sort of put things in perspective in a way. I don’t want to be so involved in paying off debt that I forget to look around and appreciate my life. I don’t want to wish my life away.
When I think about it, I have been wishing my life away. Always wishing for the end of the workday, or the weekend, or the next holiday. I need to take more time to be in the moment and appreciate the day. While I don’t intend to stop working toward my goals, I will be okay if life “gets in the way” and delays the process.
So this post essentially serves two purposes – to tell you where I have been and to let you know that I may be a little MIA the next few days. Her funeral is Friday and I expect to be with family all day. So remember, as the cliché says, hug your loved ones a little tighter because you never know what the next day will bring.
And don’t forget to live for today.
Photo courtesy of morgueFile