5 days ago on october 15th, I lost my grandmother to cancer. This week has been one of the toughest so far. I miss her so bad, I called her everyday for the past 8 years that she was sick to see how she was doing. Now I can't write her, or call her. She was a member of the Lefvbrite movement and I worried for her salvation, but luckily my family was able to get a Roman Priest to talk to her, hear her confession, and give her the last rites in the church a week before she died. I am deeply saddened by this loss, and am at a point where I don't know what to do with my life.
I did have a dream last night of her, don't know if it means anything, but in it I was traveling to Rome with my family to witness her canonization as a saint and her body was found to be incorrupt and was being transferred to a church nearby. I guess that was just my mind trying to put my nervous system to ease.
For all the Catholics that read this blog, please keep her in your prayers, her name is Anita we called her (Nini).