Meme

I call my great-grandmother, "Meme." My entire family does. 

When my mom was 14, she ran from home, to her divorced father. He shut the door in her face, so she made home with Meme and her husband. They humbly took her in and became like second parents to her. She was very close to both, until about 7 years ago, Meme's husband died from old age. We called him Papa Louie. After his death, their three kids only worried about what was in the will for them.  The effects of the will are not be put into place until the passing of his wife. Therefore, the argument was brutal, but short. Over the years, my mom visited Meme every Sunday and got her groceries and anything else she needed. Until she was no longer able to go out, my mom took her to go eat her favorite food, Chinese food. 

For years she has said that she's been ready to go home and didn't understand why God was keeping her here any longer. She has made the best of the time He has given her, nonetheless. My mom's uncle found her on Monday morning, unconscious. She was taken to the hospital where she was said to have Congestive Heart Failure. I found this out from my cousin that night. I didn't want to tell my mom that over the phone so I left her a note to wake me up before she went to work because I had something to Tuesday, I came home to her crying. She told me that they had taken Meme off life support and she was still alive but she wasn't expected to be here much longer. I know that was tearing my mom apart so she said she would go visit her in the hospital the next morning (which would be this morning). I arrived home from school today and found her at home instead of work. She told me that Meme has passed away. I asked if she got the chance to see her, but she said Meme died around midnight last night. 

I know that Meme is in a better place with the Lord, but I know it's going to kill my mom to deal with this. She said that the worst part for her was that she didn't get to say goodbye due to the way everything was handled. I fear it is going to get worse because the children will fight over what will be given to them out of the will.

Please remember us in your prayers. My mom is going to need it so much.