Life is a Puzzle (Part 2)
Going "Home"

When I was in my teens, my Grandmother took me to her jewelery box and told me I could have anything in there I wanted. I was a modest child, I only took a necklace that had a tiger's eye heart stone. Years later, I realized what she was trying to say, but couldn't.

My Grandma had a brain aneurysm. She was told that when it broke, she would die in a matter of minutes. What she, and the doctors, did not realize; was her work on earth was not complete.

As years passed, I continued my belief that Grandma still had unfinished work. She was not the same though. She was not able to communicate like before. Still years passed, and the communication continued to decline. I finally came to a conclusion that "WE" had a learning experience there that we were not quite getting. It was my Grandmothers "work" to teach us. In her final days, her four living children did tell her that it was okay for her to go. More than 20 years after her aneurysm, she went "home". Her body just could not hold on any longer.

Remember my "back burner"? Well in composing this, I had a thought boil over. I should not have been surprised by the decline in my Grandma's verbal communication. She never said much. When we told her we loved her, we got a response much like; "yup, same to you". Honestly, I cannot remember a time when I heard her say that she loved me. But, there was never a moment that went by that I did not know it in my heart. I now know why I try very hard to hold true to the saying; "They may not remember what you said; but they will always remember the way you made them feel."

I don't know if it was my accident for sure, but I have always had a peace about death and dying. I truly believe that when our "work" here on this earth is done, we are called "home".

Truth or Fiction; it gives me peace.......