Yesterday marked the 4th anniversary of my grandmother’s passing. It is never an easy time of the year for me and my loved ones but somehow we manage to make it through. I can’t say it is our own capabilities that allows us to do so. Because if it were, I wouldn’t be typing. The feeling of lonesomeness grief inflicts is unlike any combative technique my capabilities could handle. I am too weak to conjure a cure for grief. My anatomy does not physically or medically enable my body to cure heartache. I choose to believe that only God is capable of that. Before you scurry away from this post because I have mentioned God, know that religion or spirituality is not the focus of this post. Now, you may continue to read to seek the true meaning of this passage.
An entire year before my grandmother’s passing, a collection of weird events took place. All of which taught me some valuable lessons. Specifically, the night before.
I was 17 years old when my grandmother passed. Of those 17 years, my mother, my brother and I would go into her room every night before leaving to place a kiss on her cheek and tell her that we loved her. One by one, we would file into her room, awaiting to perform our nightly routine. It appeared to be rather odd the night before her passing when our nightly routine was challenged.
I had made it out of my cousin’s room and into the hallway of my grandmother’s house before ever even thinking something was missing from my actions. My mother made it from my aunt’s room and into the hallway before she had the same thing happen to her. Apparently, our steps were ordered for an exit without any intention of going into my grandmother’s room. Again, my mother and I had never had this experience before. We always performed our nightly routine. For me, that spanned over the 17 years I’d lived. For my mother, we won’t say (just know it was the duration of her previous years at the time)!
So, we received a notion of confusion. Then, something told me, “Go into her room.” Afterwards, I’m thinking, “Man, I was about to leave before telling my grandmother I love her and good night.” The same thing must have happened to my mother because we locked eye contact for a split second. Immediately, it became a race to my grandmother’s bedside. As we sprinted down the hall, we each took a side of my grandmother’s bedside. All along, my grandmother was looking at us like, “What’s gotten into these clowns?” My mother and I tried to beat each other to giving her a kiss on the cheek. I’d like to believe I won that race but honestly, I can’t recall who did!
We ended up saying our goodbyes and giving my grandmother extra kisses, trying to replace the ones the other placed on her cheek. We left her room laughing and content with our race and “kiss” battle.
That was the last time I was able to kiss my grandmother on the cheek and express my love for her to her. The next morning, she passed and I had to kiss the cheek of her corpse.
I share this experience in hopes of someone leaving their computer screen feeling moved to seize every opportunity before them. Don’t take for granted the opportunity to express love to someone, even a stranger. Don’t sit in your own worries without seeking help. If you have an aspiration that seems too big to obtain, don’t change it. I always say, “God wouldn’t have given you the thought if He didn’t think you were capable of doing it.” So, don’t change your aspiration because your surroundings doesn’t match it or seem like the type of environment that can equip you with the things necessary to even fulfill your purpose. God designed you in His likeness and image. Even if you are one to not believe in that, He still loves and cares for you just the same. You have to seek Him to know that.
Even if you choose to not believe in Him, you still serve a purpose as a human being. You still are required to offer this world something that no other human being can before your time is up on Earth. Why not seize the opportunity? Don’t exhaust grant! Even that’s taking for granted your purpose and all things around you.
Don’t limit yourself to your own mind because in doing so, you may miss the opportunity to tell a loved one you love them for the last time!
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