A Grand Mother’s Day


My Nan. June 12, 1924 – May 9, 2010.

[twitter]I wrote this while sitting in a room with my grandmother yesterday as her final hours counted down. She passed away early this morning.

What do you say to the woman who has given you more than you could imagine?

A woman who defines tolerance, patience and unconditional love. A woman who never forgets the little things; handwritten thank you notes, a phone call, a hug.

What do you say to that woman as you watch her take her final breaths and ask out loud “I didn’t think it would take this long?

You say nothing.

The room is quiet save for the sound of her breathing. I wonder how many she has left.

We all have a finite number of breaths in this world. Each of us with our own shot clock ticking down to the end.

How many more for her? I keep looking for a scoreboard to tell me when. I keep thinking about what I should do, what I should say.

But what can you say?


You say nothing.

You can’t say anything.

Love is not a word. It’s a feeling. It’s a presence. It’s just being there.

It’s just being here.

Its Mother’s Day. You don’t need to stress about what to get her. Just love your moms.

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