Life Means Loss Sometimes

I’m still trying to wrap my mind around the fact that it’s June already. I mean, it’s like 100 degrees out today, so that solidifies the face it’s indeed summertime, but still, this year seems to be flying by. Am I alone in feeling this way?

This weekend was a mix of joy and loss.

My grandma Martha Denison, my dad’s mom, lost her battle with cancer yesterday morning. Can I just say, I freaking hate cancer. To me, one of the saddest things to see is someone who had an amazing life end up with a horrible disease that literally eats them alive. It makes me so damn mad.

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She has been battling it for years, went into remission for a while, but it came back fierce and wouldn’t let go. She got some bad news early last week and went downhill fast. It was as if she knew the end was coming, but didn’t want to prolong it, and decided to just let go. And it breaks me, but I’m glad at the same time she is no longer in any pain, but in heaven, singing with the angles. And it makes my heavy heart a bit lighter. She had an amazing life and was very loved.

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I’m so glad she got to meet her great grandchildren, and I can now share these happy memories and photos with them when they get older.

Rest in peace grandma, it’s the end of an era. You will be missed.