Thursday, March 31, 2011

Too Late?!

On March 30th 2010 family, and friends joined together to say good bye to my grandma in White Bear Lake Minnesota.
I did not attend. 
Not by choice. 
But because I was late. 
I did not think that it would be over by 11:30 when it started at 11:00am. But it was exactly 11:34am Maddie, Joshua and I were walking up to the funeral home only to find that everyone was gathering their coats and things because the service was over. 
I was devastated and I still feel awful inside.
How did I miss my grandma's funeral. How did people not look around and realize I wasn't there.  
Not blaming everyone else just wish someone would have noticed and maybe called me to see where I was I dunno! 
It hurts. 
I had written a few things I wanted to say and also had a poem I wanted to read. 
To late. 
I can say that I was with my grandma the day she passed. And I did get to tell her so much when she was still awake the day before. 
But I still missed her funeral.

This poem is not by me. I will not be sharing the things I wanted to say. I have decided to keep that between grandma and me.

Until We Meet Again

by Unknown
Each morning when we awake
we know that you are gone.
And no one knows the heartache
As we try to carry on.

Our hearts still ache with sadness
and many tears still flow.
What it meant to lose you,
No one will ever know.

Our thoughts are always with you,
your place no one can fill.
In life we loved you dearly,
In death we love you still.

There will always be a heartache,
and often a silent tear,
But always a precious memory
Of the days when you were here.

If tears could make a staircase,
And heartaches make a lane,
We'd walk the path to heaven
And bring you home again.

We hold you close within our hearts,
And there you will remain,
To walk with us throughout our lives
Until we meet again.

Our family chain is broken now,
And nothing will be the same,
But as God calls us one by one,
The chain will link again. 


{Jennifer} said...

Thats beautiful Kelly! I'm so sorry you didn't get to make it to the funeral but I'm sure she knows how much you wanted to be there.

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