'For today’s task, write about a sweet memory. It could be something someone did for you, something you did for someone else, or something you witnessed between two people. I know last week was happiest and this week’s is sweetest, so I promise we can get rid of some teenage angst next week.'
I always think of my grandparents when I think of my sweetest memories. I guess that's what grandparents are for.
My Grandma McCrea had always been my favourite person growing up. She was always somebody I felt comfortable with her, even in silence. My memory (I have many sweet ones with her), takes place when I was older. It was the last time I ever spent with her.
Cameron (at the time, my boyfriend) and I had come in from Whitecourt, Alberta for the weekend, and from Saskatoon, my sister, and my friend, Denise, headed to Moose Jaw for the day. Denise was coming with the visit with a friend, and Jodi and I were going to see my Grandma. My parents were there, and my aunts, and we were heading to Grandma's place.
There are a lot of details that make the memory a sad one, but to me, sometimes, sad and sweet mix. I refuse to let my last memory with my grandma be a sad one. The family was there with grandma, and although she hadn't received the results yet, they thought she had cancer. Grandma was 'resting' in the bedroom, and my family told me to go sit with her, but make sure she stays in bed. They were very protective of her. My grandma was loved and respected by everybody.
We sat together. We talked about my life, we spoke about my pregnancy and my new boyfriend, and she told me she didn't think she had cancer. We sat in silence, and we enjoyed one another's company. It was a perfect last memory with her, and I loved that I got it.
After we left, things didn't get better for me or for her. I found out I was miscarrying when I arrived back in Saskatoon, and grandma would later get the diagnoses that she did have cancer. She died a few months later. I was too far away to see her the days before she passed away, but I am happy I saw her when I did. We were both in good spirits, and looking forward to the future.
My grandma was the sweetest, and most of my memories of sweet or happy times include her. I wish I had more, but am truly grateful for the times I had with her.
That's it for now. On to the next challenge.