Years ago, one of my closest friends gave me the best piece of advice I ever received and I am offering the same advice to my readers. My grandmother, who lived alone, was having health issues and had been in a rehab facility for some time. Eventually, after she returned home for awhile, it was determined that she needed assisted living, and then hospice.
This was a new situation to me and I did not know how to react or what to do. My grandmother lived a state away, in Illinois, and it seemed that every minute of mine was filled with managing my law practice and dealing with my daily life. My friend told me that the coming weeks would be a period of time in my life that I would never get back. She told me to spend it wisely. I listened to her advice. Each and every weekend I dropped anything and everything I was doing and I drove to Illinois to visit my grandmother.
I had wonderful visits with my grandmother. I knew the visits meant alot to her, and they meant alot to me. Not being one for telling people how I feel, I also wrote her a letter telling her how much she meant to me and why. After she passed away, it meant a great deal to me to hear that she kept my letter in the night stand next to her bed. I know that she read the letter and I know that she knew how I felt about her. Knowing that gave me a true sense of peace.
Of of the last things my grandmother said to me was, “Joanne, you need to write.” Well, Grandma, I am doing that now, and I honestly can’t think of anything better to write about than how much you meant to me, and how happy I am that you knew it. I am happy to pass on some of the best advice I ever received.
Happy birthday, Grandma, on the 25th day of February.