As I reflect back on the past year, I can only say I'm so happy 2012 is gone. 2012 was a year of change; I switched jobs, went to Jamaica, watched my friends get married, made a lot of tasty treats, threw my dad a 60th birthday party, became the MOH for my sister-in-law and lost one of the greatest people I have ever known.
April 1, 2012 - The Worst Day of my Life
For months, I had been back and forth from the hospital visiting my grandma. She had fallen ill and taken in an ambulance to the hospital. It took weeks, but she started to get better and was getting ready to come home. She then fell, broke her hip and was taken into a successful surgery. After some time, she fell ill again and this time her body had no fight, she passed away in the morning on April 1, 2012.
At first I thought it was a sick joke, there is no way my strong grandma could be gone. The woman who I went to for prayer, advice and a good joke. No, this was not happening. I called my sister, who informed me that it did happen. I'd seen grandma the day before. She was breathing better, took communion and when I left said I love you. The last words we said to each other, I love you. I never got to say goodbye, I thought I had more time. The next few days were a blur. I remember at her visitation just wanting to run away and pretend it was all a bad dream. My grandma, gone. For weeks, it was hard to get out of bed. I didn't want to be around anybody and certainly did not want to hang out with anybody over the age of 60.
While planning my dad's 60th birthday party I realized, grandma might have left this earth in body but her spirit lives on in everybody she touched. Grandma was the most giving person I had ever known. If you were cold, she'd give you her jacket. She gave everything she had to anybody who needed it. She never complained and always found the good in people. She cared so deeply. Every night for hours, grandma would be on her knees by her bed, praying for everybody she'd met. She never forgot a soul. I will never forget her love of cooking and her amazing Sunday roast beef dinners, shortbread cookies and guy squares. She has inspired me to become the best cook I can be, always keeping true to what she taught me - with butter everything is good! The thing that will always stick with me the most about grandma was her love. She loved us with her whole heart and would do anything that made us happy. No matter what we did, she always loved us, was proud of us and told us so. It seems fitting our last words were, I love you.
Losing her has left a huge void in my life. Nobody can ever replace her, or even come close. All of our memories will stay with me forever and I can only hope that one day when I walk through those pearly gates, she will be there to greet me with a story, a song and perhaps a guy square.
Goals for 2013
I have a few goals for 2013, some may be lofty but I am determined to actually do these!
- Get outside more: Well, for those who know me, I hate going outside. It's always cold or stinky. This year, I want to learn to love the outdoors. I will start with skiing and then see where I go next!
- Buy a house: After 1.5 years of marriage, it's time to buy a house. Hopefully the summer of 2013 will be the summer the Martins buy a house with king sized bed.
- Learn guitar: While I wallowed in self-pity last year, I listened to a lot of Johnny Cash. I need to learn Ring of Fire.
- Do my devotions everyday: Some mornings, I am too tired to wake up early to do devotions. This year, I vow to do them everyday and not skip one!
- Show those I love how much I do care: My grandma always showed love, I want to do the same. This year, I hope I can show those I care about the love I have for them. Let the lovefest begin!