Death in my family

Hey all. It's Katie. I apologize for not blogging more. I wanted to do more with this being Sexual Assault Awareness Month but between moving (finally got moved in last night) and my Grandma dying Thursday morning I just have not had the time/desire to blog.

I do know, however, that she loved when I would write and so today as we make our way to North Dakota for the funeral I thought I would make a quick post.

She was truly one of the best people I ever had the pleasure of knowing. She is really my aunt. But, she took in my mom after their parents died. So she has always been Grandma to my siblings.

The rug has literally been whipped out from under my feet. I'm struggling to come to terms, and find the best way to grieve and deal with this.

I was 16 when I lost someone who was like a grandpa to me and that hurt me so bad. I never thought anything could be worse than that, but it can hurt.

All I know is I'm hurting but I'm also enjoying thinking of the good times and hearing all the good things people have to say about her.

The world, our family, everyone who knew her was truly was blessed.

I know Grandma was so proud of me and all the accomplishments I have done with my life. I know, she always told me. And I know she wouldn't want her death to be an excuse to stop that. So even in my grief, I am pressing on.

I am very happy to get to see the rest of my family while we are visiting. And pay tribute to the wonderful woman she was!

If anyone wants to see her obituary it can be found here: http://www.hertzfuneralhomes.com/home/index.cfm/mobile:obituaries/view/fh_id/12320/id/3084596

Bravely,

Katie

PS. I get to go treasure hunting in her house for things to remember her by! Like I would ever forget her... :)

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