Two weeks ago I stood in front of my aunt’s house and asked my mom to take my picture.
All our bags were packed and loaded into the car. Good-byes had been said, hugs had been given, and we were ready to make the return trip to San Diego.
There was just one thing left to do: Stop by the assisted living facility and say goodbye to my grandma. It was the reason we had come to Utah and yet I couldn’t bring myself to do it.
I couldn’t say “goodbye” because I knew that it really would be goodbye. Once we pulled out of the parking lot I would never see her on this earth again.
So instead, wiping my tears with a soggy tissue, I pathetically blubbered, “See you later, Grandma.”
She went to be with the Lord two days later.
This week’s #52project is dedicated to my Grandma, affectionately called “GG” by her grandchildren.