Tuesday, May 31, 2011

A Golden Heart Stopped Beating...

"A golden heart stopped beating, two shining eyes at rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best."


The world has lost one very special lady.  Dru's grandmother passed away on the morning of the 19th.  She had been in the hospital for nearly 2 weeks as a result of a hemorrhagic stroke.  After surgery, she never came out of a coma and has left a huge hole in our hearts.

Dru received the call from his Mom Thursday morning, just after I left for work.  He waited to call me until he was sure I was at work.  The moment my phone rang and I saw it was him, I just knew.  A knot formed in my chest as I answered the phone.  We had been expecting it, but I had been in denial, holding out hope that my will for her to live was the Lord's will.  But, God had a different plan and although I do not understand why he took this amazing lady away from us, I know that he is more wise than me and has a purpose in all that he does.  Through him, I have been able to find tremendous peace after such a devastating loss.

My heart still hurts but I know now she feels no more pain.  She was 77 and she lived those 77 years well.

I know I didn't talk about Dru's grandmother much here, but she was such a huge presence in our lives.  If anyone has ever embodied being the matriarch of a family, it was Mrs. Libby.  When Dru and I first began dating (remember I was only 13 at the time), I was terrified of her!  But that's because I didn't really know her and because I knew her approval could make or break our budding relationship.  Honestly, I had no reason to be afraid.  She welcomed me into the family with open arms and made me feel like I was one of her grandchildren.

Over the years until and when Dru and I announced our engagement, I experienced a tremendous amount of hurt at the hands of his family.  Hurt that has not easily been overcome or forgotten, but Mrs. Libby was always there, excited for us, making me feel accepted, and making me feel like I was always a part of the family.  I knew as long as I had "Granny's" acceptance, nothing else mattered.

Thursday, Dru and I headed to hometown to be with the family.  It was such a difficult day and it took me a while before I could bring myself to enter Granny's house.  When I did, memories in the kitchen overwhelmed me.  I escaped to the den only to nearly be brought to my knees.  I was perusing the photographs she had framed on her entertainment center, trying to pull myself together, when I spotted a picture I had no idea she had.  It was a picture of me, as a little girl, in a miniature wedding dress at my mother & father's wedding. I have no idea how she got it or who gave it to her, but she had it displayed above her television with the rest of the photos of her grandchildren.  All at once it made the loss more acute but also made the hurt ease a bit as well, just knowing that she loved me and that she knew she was loved by us all.

My amazingly wonderful friend Cole has been offering her prayers and asking others to pray for our family and for that I am eternally grateful.  To those of you who read her blog, saw her post, and have been praying, I thank you.  We have felt the prayers of our friends and family over these last few weeks and I can't even begin to tell you how much it has helped to bring us peace.

I also wanted to let y'all know that I am still here.  I haven't had much to say lately and I've also been crazy busy.  I don't feel like there is enough hours in the day to get everything I need/want to get done.  I can't promise that we will be returning to normal here on this little ole blog of mine but I hope I can sneak in some posts soon.  I do have several photoshoots to share though! :)

Thanks for just being out there and reading.

Memoirs of a Munchkin Mommy