Momo

I guess lately I have been feeling a little out of. My grandmother passed away on Dec. 31 at about 8am. She was 82 years old. She was in chemotherapy for uterine cancer. Basically one of the medicines she was on shut down her kidneys and from there, the rest of her body shut down. We found out about the cancer in October and by the end of December she was gone.

I was extremely close to my Grandma. I lived with her for a full year when my grandfather passed away when I was in high school. I got to know a side of her that the rest of my family didn’t get to see. I was able to talk to her and she would always encourage me to do what I wanted. She always wanted to see me succeed in everything I did. She wanted me to go to college and get a good job. She wanted me to do better than my mother did and than she did.

She is my inspiration for most of what I do at this point in my life. Living with her gave me quite a bit of insight in her life and the life of the rest of my family. I will always value what she taught me and the stories she told.

My mom doesn’t understand the connection that I had with her. Just thinking of all the cooking and cleaning and watching TV that we did together makes me miss her more. However I feel that she is in a better place and she is no longer suffering because I know she was in a lot of pain. Most of it she wasn’t even telling us about.

I will always miss her, but now she is with my grandfather and looking down upon us. At her funeral it was sunny and happy. It was more of a celebration than a day of sadness. We will be traveling out of state to bury her this weekend. That is always the hardest part.

Til next time. R.I.P. Bobbie Mae Gentry