i believed the skies were doorways home

   Losing loved ones. It's hard. I've watched friends lose their grandparents and it broke my heart. 

It's different for me. It's still hard, not for the same reasons. I have not been close with any of my grandparents. Complicated families, complicated relationships.And while my parents have not always had the best relationship with their parents it's still their mom or dad. It's their Julie. I was devastated when my mom lost her mom February of 2012. All I could think of was, that's her Julie. And when I watched my dad lose his dad fall of 2010, that was his goofy (more strange than goofy but whatever) dad. 

So as I watch my dad lose his mom, our last grandparent, all I can think is, that's his Julie. He looks just like his mom, and I look like him. Sure, they only met me when I was a baby and sent cards for every birthday and holiday; but I could never imagine losing either one of them (even at our darkest times.) So please pray for my dad. And pray for his mom, that she will pass when she's ready to go and feel no pain. 

Then she'll be reunited with my grandfather, and they can talk loudly about other people in purgatory together.