I am writing to wish that everyone had a happy 4th of July.  And those of you in America know that it is a special day because this is the day we celebrate the signing of the Declaration of Independence (which by coincidence I was able to see an original copy of the declaration this week).  It was almost 200 years old.

We are dealing with a situation.  My hubby's grandmother lives one block away from us with her youngest daughter.  She is 85 years old.  A sweet lady just over 4 feet tall, and a sweet spirit as well.  Always saying sweet things about people.  Well, about 3 weeks ago she had a MASSIVE heart attack, and the hospital said the only way they could keep her alive was on machines.  She had given orders that she was not to be kept alive by machines.  She wanted it left up to the Lord if she was to live or die.

Well, the hospital sent her home to die.  Here it is 3 weeks later, and she is still going.  One of her older daughter's (who is my MIL) came home from Australia to see her mother (maybe one last time) and is here now until the 17th. 

We are so busy.  We are taking turns sitting with grandma during the day, while her daughter works and runs errands.  In addition to her heart attack, she has alzheimer's and cannot see very well, and she cannot hear very well, so she just sits in the house all day and is bored.

It helps her when someone is there to visit with her.  We all love her so much we are gladly helping out.

In my family (the one I grew up in) many of them are atheist, and it is sure a different experience seeing a family go through this knowing they will see their loved one again, and then comparing it to the atheist thoughts of my family that when a loved one dies that is the end of that person.

What a difference faith in our LORD and SAVIOR makes in all aspects of our lives.

I wrote a poem about her, after watching as my hubby carefully carried his grandmother to bed, tucked her in and kissed her goodnight.  I hope you enjoy:

"85"

Lifted and carried to bed

Tucked in...

Kissed goodnight.

85 years is a long time

My health is failing

Dr.'s say it's only a matter of time

I must spend these precious last moments

With my loved ones wisely.

I used to care for my grandson

I used to feed him

I remember giving him baths.

Now gently

He cares for me

Just as I used to care for him

When he was but a child.

Life has come full circle

When you give love

It comes back to you

A hundred fold.

It is so nice to be loved!

I will leave love in my wake

When I leave this earth to join my Savior...

What could be better?

Debbi A. Edmonds

copyright 2007

Please be mindful of our grandmothers and mothers, and love them as they did us when we were young and needed help, as they do now.

I love my friends on here.  My next blog will be about our hike to Timpanogos Cave and the bear attack that stalled our hike for quite a while.  I have great pic's of the hike and the caves.

LadyPoet33

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