It has been a rough last few months in the Rouse House. In November, we found out my Grandma (GG) had pancreatic cancer. It was abrupt, sudden, and they gave her 3-6 months left on this Earth. Thanksgiving, it seemed like they were false on their prognosis as everything appeared "normal". By Christmas, however, the symptoms arrived in full force. My mom "moved" up here shortly thereafter and we decided to let the kids (Lauren and Miles) know what was happening.
Lauren has had faith like a child throughout the whole process. She sees the physical deterioration of GG's body and mind but ultimately knows that she will eventually be in Heaven. Miles just walks around saying, "GG, sick". We pray for her a lot in our nightly prayers. Kyle and I try to process the death together after the kids go to bed. So many hard emotions to wrap your brain around when you watch someone's body slowly give out on them, in pain. She is moving into a nursing home this morning in order to receive some more skilled help and extra support. It is a hard transition on everyone, as I can imagine leaving your "home" for the last time and knowing that you will not return.
The other day, Lauren made a bracelet for GG and a little card. We opted to just give the bracelet to her for now and my mom has possession of the card. It reads:
Please have a good
time at home and have
a good time in Heaven.
I love GG love
Continue to pray for GG and her family/friends. We know she will soon be celebrating in Heaven but we will miss her dearly.
You know that moment as a Mom where you can either: cry, scream, run to your room, or grab the camera?!?! This was one of those moments. Kids were picking up the dinner table to prepare for supper. I was on day 1 of 30 of no sugar (and starting to get cranky/hungry). Lauren went to put her beads away and she spilled them all over the floor on accident. We picked them up (one by one) and started putting food on plates. Then...Mr. Miles reached for them and away they went AGAIN! It was tragic for Lauren. We opted to sweep them up this time, place them in a colander, and shake out the dirt and dog hair. It worked for the most part and we were able to enjoy supper before it was cold.
This first picture is so classic. Miles, completely oblivious to the fact that he is making his sister cry.
Oh, you are sad I spilled your beads, here...I will pick out the remaining ones in the container and throw them on the floor as well.
Thanks, GG for the set of 1000 beads for Christmas :)
I followed 2 fellow bloggers through 2014 participate in A Photo A Day (APAD) challenge. It was fun to watch their families grow, their photography get sharpened, and take a glimpse into their lives. Here's to hoping I can do the same.
01/01/15, 10:52 am...still sleeping.
Must have partied a bit too hard last night.
Let's hope his enthusiasm with sleep continues throughout 2015.