Our plane touched down at 4:00 pm Michigan time. After gathering our luggage, my mom and I hopped into our rental car and headed straight to the hospital. As we entered Henry Ford Hospital, I thought I accidentally made a wrong turn somewhere and arrived at the Four Seasons Hotel and Resort. The hospital at which she was staying is beautiful beyond words. It was very comforting to know that her last days were in such a warm and nurturing environment. We entered her room and my mom immediately went to give her a kiss, as I hugged my sisters, aunts and niece. As gramma was lying in her bed, we were certain that she knew we were all there. There were tears and laughter and talk of memories that spanned a 95 year lifetime.
Gramma passed the next morning at 7:00 a.m.
Some say she was waiting for my mom to arrive. Others think the nonstop talking the night before did the poor woman in. She overheard we were all coming back the next day and thought to herself "Lord, God Almighty, just give me some peace and quiet." It will be a debate that will assuredly go on for generations to come. Either way, she spent the last days of her 95 years on this earth surrounded by family who loved her. Rest in Peace Gramma
After she passed, we did what any other loud large Polish midwestern family does......we ate......
It was a week of loss, love, family, tears and laughter. That's really what life is about........isn't it?