Roberta "Nana" Johnson
Today, we lost the matriarch of our family and we are all hurting. Justin's grandmother was very generous and very involved with her family. She always made family a priority and went out of her way to attend every event and be there for every member of her family. She loved to tell stories and seemed to have one for everything. Her culinary talents were the stuff of legends. From her famous homemade pickles to her rhubarb pie and German chocolate cake, she knew her way around a kitchen. More importantly than her knack for card games or cooking skills, she was important to my husband. He was lucky enough to grow up in the same town as his grandparents. And as one of four grandchildren, he was very close to his grandmother. She was an integral part of his childhood. Of his life. And therefore mine. Things will not be the same without her.
We are leaving for Wyoming tomorrow. It will be hard. For the first time, we won't sit down and play games after dinner. As Justin plays the piano, his grandmother's deep, rich voice won't join in the harmonies. We won't make one last stop by Grandma's house before we drive home. So strange. So sad.
It's impossible to say goodbye. I'm glad we don't have to. Not really. Yes, for now. In this life, in the probation of our mortality, we'll have to manage without her loud laugh and gracious hugs. But I know with every single part of my heart, mind, and soul that we will all be reunited again. I am happy that Nana is enjoying a sweet reunion with her beloved husband right now. And I am at peace knowing that this goodbye isn't forever - it's just more of a "see you later."
But still...it doesn't really help at the moment. And this will be an emotional week saying our goodbyes for now.