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Grief of Loss: My Momo

Let me say this about grief.  My grandmother died on April 14, 2017; I think. Dementia, stokes while escaping Katrina and heartache killed her some years ago. I marveled on  how well I handled the grief.  After all, she was almost 85, loved the Lord, lived well and had a held out as long as she could to that shell of her body.  Intellectually I understood the inevitability of the end of life and seemed to handle it well. I did not attend her funeral, simply for reason being I did not want my last memory to be of her in a box, simply a void of what once was. I thought I had came to terms with losing her, I felt grief and all the emotions of it while she was here detoriating away.. But little did I know that grief had etched itself in my veins, arteries, deep in my bones and broke my body from the inside out.


  1. So sorry for your loss. It’s hard to lose someone so dearly loved. I miss my parents and the son I lost so much! But the legacy my folks left carries forward to my descendants. Such love that they created is to be passed on. I know you will do the same!

    1. Thank you and I’m sorry for your loss as well. I lost my brother 6 months after he left New Orleans/Hurricane Katrina.. he survived the streets of New Orleans only to go to Minnesota and get shot over a parking spot… Im doing a whole lot better now but my stepmom is stuck grieving. Its hard..