Thoughts to clear my head...
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I often sit here & wonder what caused & aided the destruction of my Grandmother's health. I see many different possibilities but not one seems to stick out at me. It could be due to the fact that she at times had a tumultuous relationship with her family when she was younger & her husband & children. Was it those thoughts of those times that aided to her health destruction? I think that played a part in it. But there were many other things that played a part as well. She was 78 & that I am sure played a big role in it too. I want to say she was a perfect woman & if I were someone else in my immediate & extended family I couldn't really say that because they see things differently then I do. But I knew a different woman then they did it seemed yet she was the same woman. What I saw from her was love, affection, dedication to her husband of 58 years, dedication to her family & grandkids. She had a large number of friends at the park they lived in which was in Florida.
To me she was never judgmental & always seemed to want to look out for my best interests. She to me was the most amazing woman. She had her quirks like her fondness for guilt trips but then again who doesn't. Oh before I forget thanks Grandma for teaching me the art of subtle guilt trips you never know when they may come in handy. Some called her feisty others called her a mean & nasty woman & to the others I show a sense of contempt in regards to that matter. Again I know her for something different. I am not about to see her for what she never showed me but may have shown other people. I will do what I always did which was to love her & show her my respect for her. I would never see it any other way because she means so much to me.
There were lots of people who were very excited to see her come into this world & on the other hand there were a profusion of people to honor her memory, her being in this world & to pray for a safe transition into heaven. It was at exactly 5:05 am on Sunday, January 9, 2005 that she took her last breaths. She was awake & it was just before then my Grandpa was about to go to the men's room & my Aunt Cindy who is a nurse could see something was not right & she told her dad not to leave because the time was very, very near. He went to hold her hand & she took a few labored breaths & then St. Peter came down to take her to heaven. To this day it still haunts me. I can't think straight & I can't figure out why this had to happen to such a wonderful woman but then I go back to what I wrote in the first paragraph. The week before she passed away she was going in & out of lucidity & at times consciousness. That is no quality of life. Lorraine Rita Pribla deserved much more then the remainder of her life filled with going in & out of lucidity, at times consciousness & to be in a wheelchair unable to walk. When I had gone down to visit her in the nursing home I asked the nurses when they thought St. Peter would come to take her to heaven & they all seemed to say the same thing that `we are not sure your grandma is very strong woman & a fighter.' That was a perfect description of her. She was just that strong willed, strong & she fought for what she believed in. If she did not like something she would let you know right away & usually expect corrections to that.
She lived a rather good life. Her father owned a meat packing plant close to downtown Chicago & her mother was a stay at home mother. They got by through the Great Depression as lots of people did they just came out a little better in the end. She then went to Stratton College & graduated with a business or office degree. I looked up to that fact that when most women married, chose to start families & become homemakers she went out & gained an education & made something of herself then got married. She has helped instill the value of education in me because of that decision she made a long time ago.
My feelings are varied. I feel pangs of guilt at times, sadness, happiness that she is in a better place than the nursing home. I think of us swimming together in Florida at the park they lived in & it brings in this flood of emotions & the tears start coming. Or I stop & think of how she used to call me "Dolly" or when I would spend the night in Woodstock & Florida she would come & tuck me into bed & say to me "Sand in your right eye sand in your left eye go to dreamland." My emotions come so readily now whether I want then to come or not. I think of her & I cry, I think of the good times & I cry, I think of the things she used to say to me & I cry, I look at pictures of her & I cry, I look at things at her house in Florida & I get to thinking & I cry. This is so hard for me & I often sit here & wonder "Why" such as in "Why me" or "Why her". When I say why me I am thinking why did this have to happen to me? I feel guilty because a month ago I was going to church after work & praying for her health & for her to overcome all this sickness she had & to just get better. But when I knew that was not something that would easily happen I started to pray & ask that she could just go from this earthly place to be with God & St. Peter & that they would be gentle when they took her up to heaven. I also felt guilty because I feel now that I didn't keep in touch as much as I should whether via e-mails, the telephone or letters through the mail.
She means the world to me & I will never forget how she shaped & changed my life. It is party because of her that I am the way I am today & I thank her so much for that. I will never ever forget what she has done for me. Grandma I can't express how much I love you & how much you mean to me you will always be with me & in my thoughts & prayers. I wish I could share this letter with you but I know your reading this from heaven.
Posted by llovley
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