shais_mom
04-05-2005, 12:42 AM
April 5th, 2004
Grace Josephine Musselman, my beloved grandmother left this world for a better happier enlightened place. She was 88. She had a short battle with an illness that she knew that would take her life. A day does not go by that I don't think of her. I still cry for her at least once a month.
She loved taking care of people and animals. She bottlefed lambs and baby pigs when my dad was a kid. She waited until her beloved family left the hospital room that nite and at 11:55pm she quietly left her body while the ventilator still breathed for her. My mom was in the isolation room with her and my dad on the other side on crutches and mom worked and worked with her to get her to wiggle her toe to say goodbye to my dad and finally she moved her toe up and down just once and that was it that was the first and last time she had moved her body in several days b/c of the pain.
I told my dad not to worry about her being alone b/c not only were there angels around her but all the animals that she had loved and taken care of all her life were there up on the bed and all thru the room to accompany her over the bridge. And I know that my beloved Shaianne was leader of the pack and then she came back to patiently wait for me. My dad said that there wouldn't be room in her hospital room for all the animals to go with her.
It took Keegan weeks to realize that when she ran to the trailer door behind my parents house that Grandma wasn't there to give her cookies.
And now as I type this my grandpa (her husband) is in the hospital with pneumonia and is getting weaker and weaker. My dad feels that he will make it at least one more day until after the day Grandma died but is sure he won't make it out of the hospital. Please keep him in you're prayers and healing thoughts. I know he is aged but that doesn't make saying good bye any easier.....
I ask all who reads this to appreciate the life they have been given and the lives of their family. Appreciate them. Love them. Tell them you love them. You never know when it may be the last time you see them.
God Bless.
Staci
Grace Josephine Musselman, my beloved grandmother left this world for a better happier enlightened place. She was 88. She had a short battle with an illness that she knew that would take her life. A day does not go by that I don't think of her. I still cry for her at least once a month.
She loved taking care of people and animals. She bottlefed lambs and baby pigs when my dad was a kid. She waited until her beloved family left the hospital room that nite and at 11:55pm she quietly left her body while the ventilator still breathed for her. My mom was in the isolation room with her and my dad on the other side on crutches and mom worked and worked with her to get her to wiggle her toe to say goodbye to my dad and finally she moved her toe up and down just once and that was it that was the first and last time she had moved her body in several days b/c of the pain.
I told my dad not to worry about her being alone b/c not only were there angels around her but all the animals that she had loved and taken care of all her life were there up on the bed and all thru the room to accompany her over the bridge. And I know that my beloved Shaianne was leader of the pack and then she came back to patiently wait for me. My dad said that there wouldn't be room in her hospital room for all the animals to go with her.
It took Keegan weeks to realize that when she ran to the trailer door behind my parents house that Grandma wasn't there to give her cookies.
And now as I type this my grandpa (her husband) is in the hospital with pneumonia and is getting weaker and weaker. My dad feels that he will make it at least one more day until after the day Grandma died but is sure he won't make it out of the hospital. Please keep him in you're prayers and healing thoughts. I know he is aged but that doesn't make saying good bye any easier.....
I ask all who reads this to appreciate the life they have been given and the lives of their family. Appreciate them. Love them. Tell them you love them. You never know when it may be the last time you see them.
God Bless.
Staci