Delta Gray 5.10.09

After a long time of suffering and mistreatment, my grandmother is finally feeling peace.

My mom & my grandmother didn't have a great relationship growing up. My grandparents were alcoholics and abusive. My mom grew up taking care of her brothers & sisters when her parents wouldn't. I don't remember much about my grandmother as I was growing up, except for one afternoon in our kitchen when the phone rang and my mom sat at the table crying. It was my grandma Delta, asking my mom to please forgive her for the way she treated her through the years, and saying for the first time my mom could remember, 'I love you'.

Since that day in middle school, I've watched my mom's heart for her mother change. She loved her so much. It was one of the happiest days for my mom to have her mother at her wedding in 2004. After putting makeup on my own mother, I got to put makeup on my grandma and watch her smile as my mom got ready to walk down the aisle.

That's the last time I remember seeing my grandma.

Since then, she has had a number of strokes and has been in a wheelchair, only able to say 'yeah' and 'no'. Talking to her was hard...

She struggled like this for a few years, and was not taken care of well until recently when Hospice came in and took over. With all the crap surrounding my family & the way they treat each other, Grandma was probably fed up. She was helpless.

But last year, a nice man got to spend some time with her and my Grandma asked Jesus into her heart.

She spent years fighting for her life, defying the odds, and Sunday night, she was able to let go. She gets to rest in the arms of the one who made her. She has her voice back. She has her legs back. She has eternal life and I will see her again.

I will get to be friends and know my grandma.

I can't wait.