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Valentine's Day, Part Two

On Valentine's Day 2004, we took my Grandmother off of the ventilator.

After I had gone to The Co-op for my aunts, I came home and waited. Waited for the call that never came. I did nothing all day. I was too scared to go online for fear that the call would come then.

On Valentine's Day, my Grandmother was slowly drowning.

I don't think anyone expected her to survive the day without the ventilator, but she did. I went to bed, and woke up the next morning at around 8:00 am. I instantly called my parents' house. My Father said that my Mother had gone to the hospital. Within ten minutes, my Mother called to tell me that my Grandmother was gone.

Now here's the great part: My mother and my aunts are not the types to go in for any sort of mystical, "woo-woo" stuff*. But at the moment when my Grandmother took her last breath, all three of them saw two bright flashes of light in the room. They didn't say anything to one another at first -- each figuring she'd only imagined it -- but they all came to discover that they had each seen the same thing.

I plan to wear my Grandmother's ring to work tomorrow. Here's hoping I don't get mugged.



*term used with a nod to anarqueso
Tags: anarqueso, dad, death, eefc, gayle, grandma, lynne, mom, valentine's day
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