Purest love

My grandma passed this week. It devastated the family. She was the most selfless, loving, and genuine person I have ever met besides my mother. Losing her felt like a whole part of me died too, like all my childhood is gone. She turned 88 on Christmas and they had a big birthday party for her and she enjoyed herself so much. A few days later she went around her land and buried her most significant items fearing others may not deem them as important and washed her wedding dress. Not long after, she fell terribly ill and for the last few weeks she was in an immensely amount of pain. My mom did everything in her power to get her the resources needed. She didn’t want to be in the hospital without any family there because of the COVID guidelines so she was at her home in Mexico with my mom and two of her siblings caring for her as well as them paying for nurses and doctors to aid in her recuperation but it was futile. She passed this Wednesday. We took comfort in knowing she wasn’t suffering but it hurt like a bitch. In her last days she asked to buried in her wedding dress on top of my grandpas casket who passed in 2016. If there’s is such a thing as the afterlife they are now reunited and he welcomed her in her wedding dress. They will be together forever. It is so beautiful I haven’t been able to stop crying.