Farewell Dear Lila

Early this morning, my Grandma passed away.

My Dad’s Mom, named Lila was a sweet lady and she will be missed by many. She was 95, so you know she lived a full life. The fact that she is survived by 4 children, 11 grandkids and 7 great-grandkids might also testify to that as well.

She had fallen into a coma a few days ago, so we knew it was only a matter of time. Truth was, she mentally checked out over a year ago and the body just finally caught up today. After being here less than two weeks ago for the holiday, Mom & Dad are flying back in on Saturday, and the viewing/funeral are on Monday and they’ll fly back to Tennessee on Tuesday.

She was the only grandparent I had known from my Dad’s side of the family. My Grandfather, the person who I am named after had passed on more than a decade before I was even born. I always liked Grandma Lila, as she was a kind and caring person that anyone would love to call their nanny.

It will be a sad day on Monday, but I’m sure people will remember her well and in the end I guess that counts for something. Leah and I are going to take the kids to the viewing to meet with everyone, but after that Leah and the kids are going home and I’ll join everyone for the funeral.

Hate to be such a bummer, but that’s the biggest thing that had dominated my thinking today. Take care and everyone have a decent hump day… the weekend is right around the corner!

Peter