Life truly is Beautiful

Today was a little bit rough for my family. I got a phone call this afternoon saying that my great grandmother had a massive stroke this morning. The doctors and waiting to see if he can pull through it. She is 94 and is an incredible woman. I know that for most people this wouldn't be a shock that their great grandmother is really sick. However she was always like a grandmother to me. My parents had us kids right out of high school and it felt like my grandparents were another set of parents and that great grandma was a grandma. It sounds weird but it's true. She was very big on family and as her first great grandchildren she did everything with us. She was at every holiday and really invested in us. We called her grandma. She is an incredible woman and had a gift of story telling that only a few guy friends could even come close to. I know that she is in her nineties but it doesn't seem to get any easier to deal with death. I remember my first funeral when I was young. I couldn't understand why everyone was so sad and it made me confused to see everyone I loved in so much pain. It was so final. So difficult...much more than my nine-year-old brain could take in. This post was not meant to be morbid. Today I was praying and meditating on this situation and God told me to think about the beauty of life. Life is precious and such a gift. While in the hospital I was overwhelmed with the amount of people who were in the room to see her and talk to her whether or not she can comprehend what was being said. They spoke of her love, care, compassion and spirit. She filled a room of people who wanted to share their love with her. We shared stories with one another and laughter as we talked about her stubborn ways. As I left the hospital I thought about how important family was to her. This showed in her hospital room. I want to be the person who has so many people visiting in the hospital that the nurses have to maneuver around everyone to get to me. The person who when stopping by they share stories and have a good laugh and not feel guilty for enjoying a good life. I want to be like this GREAT GRANDMOTHER of mine. Thanks for reading, Kris