Another one of those humbling days

Today started off innocently enough. Or maybe not so much. I was lying in bed at about 7:57 when Julie said “What time is your call this morning?” Of course my call was at 8, so that meant I needed to try and get the sleep out of my voice, try and clear a place, and get on an ever so interesting phone call about benefits websites for some school districts in Texas. And it was with some folks from Mercer — some whom I have always enjoyed, some I whom I didn’t know, and others whom I have never enjoyed. It was mesmerizing. Of course this also meant I was going to be late to work. Another day.

A few days ago, my Grandma Kay’s health started taking a turn for the worse. She’s an amazing lady. She’s fought through a lot of nonsense, most often with a smile on her face. Actually there was always a smile on her face in the end, even if there were some ornery looks in between. Apparently it became pretty clear pretty quickly that this was probably going to be it for her. I would guess that if you would have asked her, it may have been just what she wanted. Well, maybe not what she wanted, but I think she would have agreed that it was probably time. I got the word tonight that she passed around 6pm this evening. She’ll be missed.

Grandma was always so good to me and my family, and so incredibly generous. She always had that smile that I wrote about above, even when I knew she probably didn’t feel like it, especially with sometimes unruly great-grandchildren hanging on her. The girls really loved her and were always concerned about her. They knew that she loved them too.

I know that she’s in a better place now, and certainly more comfortable. She’s probably fishing with Grandpa, just like Susi suggested. He’s been gone almost 15 years. They’ve got a lot of catching up to do, no doubt. Love you, Grandma.