At last, I have logged back in and here I am, constructing my first post. Unfortunately, it is a sad post, but it is one of great importance and love I wish to share.
On 04.27.2018, my family’s beautiful grandmother passed away. (Stad’s mother)
On 05.10.2018, a service was held for her passing. During the service, the preacher shared a brief story about the first time we met our Babushka through our (mine and my sisters) arrival in the US. He said, the first thing she did upon seeing us was dance. It had me recollect the last, happy memory of seeing her just a few days before her passing. Though she was fragile as ever, using a walker, being assisted in restrengthening her leg muscles, she found the energy to perform her last happy, little dance for us. Though at the time we saw it as a sign she was getting better, I believe she knew she was preparing to go, but she showed no sign of sorrow. Instead, she fought with every ounce of her being, to enjoy every moment of what remained of her life and to make our family happy.
On 05.24.2018, a burial will be held for our Babushka in her beautiful hometown, where she will be reunited with her husband and family.
My sisters and I were blessed with her presence for approximately 20 years. Below, I wrote a little note for her, to commemorate our love for her. We will never forget her.
“Babushka, thank you for always being there for us. You were absolutely incredible. The advice you would provide, the fun memories we shared, and the delicious meals you prepared. Everything was perfect. We love you so much, and we cannot wait to see you again. From, your three granddaughters. “