This post is going to be dedicated to the memory of Billie Sue Hartsell, an amazing grandmother and person.
About 5 seconds after I read the email that she had passed on, Molly knocked on the door. She gave me a hug and was really nice and comforting and let me cry for a little bit, and then we went out to the park to just sit there with Ben and Melyn.
I got to talk to my family when we returned, which was a good thing even though I cried a lot. Tamara (my roommate) was concerned when she heard me and asked if everything was ok. When I told her, she said that if I needed someone to talk to (even if I wanted to talk in English) or cry on or to make Nutella sandwiches that she would be there, which I appreciated. Steven knocked on my door to see what was up for the day and realized something was wrong when he saw my face. He offered to make me dinner, which I thought was really nice of him. Melyn and Molly ended up making me pasta carbonera for dinner and Théo brought me pain au chocolat.
I just realized how much food was mentioned in that. Apparently eating is how I cope with things. No one should find this surprising.
It was really nice to see that I had a support system here even though I haven't been here for too terribly long. I got a lot of sympathy from the Language Exchange people as well. Everyone was looking out for me, so no worries.
I was glad I got to say goodbye last Sunday through Skype and talk to her one final time. I'm going to miss her.
2 comments:
So sorry about the loss of your grandmother. It must be hard to be far away, but thank God for skype and good friends; that helps a little bit.
Praying for your whole family.
She was a wonderful lady, meghan. Even though I met her only a few times, she was a great talker. I will miss her as well.
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