Sisters and brothers,
Just wanted to send an update that the past 3 weeks have been extremely difficult as my grandmother was put on hospice the week before Thanksgiving and has been slowly dying. Yet, at the same time, there have been so many surprising moments of joy. I have never been around anyone who was dying – so I wasn’t sure what to expect. I thought it would all be pain and suffering and that the best I could pray for was her peace. It has been so amazing to watch my 94-year-old grandmother, who is a believer in Christ, as she has been hanging between this world and heaven.
I have had the opportunity to see her reaction as she saw angels, my uncle who had passed 10 years ago, and beautiful things that I couldn’t see but that she was not able to even try to describe to me. She would just laugh and smile at all she was seeing – sometimes pointing suddenly and lighting up and saying, “WOW!” It has been a precious, sacred time. She has said things that have blown my mind. It has been a time of great hope, joy, peace, pain, and sorrow all mixed together. I could never imagine what a blessing it could be to be with her during her final days.
I was not at all familiar with these kinds of experiences, but as I read hospice literature and talk with hospice nurses and hospice chaplains – apparently, this kind of thing is quite common. Not sure why I have not hear much about things like this before.
I have been spending as many hours per day with her as I can. I don’t want to miss a thing. My apologies that I have not been able to keep up with the posts lately. I appreciate your patience, your understanding, and your prayers for my family.
Much love to you!