eleanor

I found out today that my Grandma is threatening to die again.
I will explain as this is a rather confusing statement.
Years ago when my Grandma was still in generally good health, she had a pacemaker put it. Shortly after that her memory started go, alzheimer's. So while the pacemaker gave us time, it might not have been the best thing to do.
For the past five years, maybe more, I get a call - at least one per year, if not more. Telling me that Grandma isn't doing very well. And I tell them to keep me posted, to let me know if I need to come home for a funeral.
And so far, so good. But I got another call today.
There was one moment, I don't remember how old I was. Just that my whole family was there and Grandma asked us to sing a song for her. She picked amazing grace. So me and my family sang. It seemed like that would have been a perfect moment to die. It was beautiful.
So in that capacity it feels like I have already said my goodbyes.
All this is piggy backing on the (thankfully) mild stroke that my other Grandma had last Tuesday.
I realize March has barely started, but so far it hasn't been a very good month.
Hopefully it can only get better from here. Maybe it will be like the farmers say. In like a lion, out like a lamb. I don't know if that part applies to people too.

Grandma Eleanor and her Baby (Summer 2006):