For many years this woman was my mother when I needed her to play that role. She opened her heart to me and welcomed me into her life without judgement or prejudice. She loved my children, her grandchildren. She was part of my life for many many years.
Even sadder, the most difficult part of this ordeal was having to come face-to-face with my son whom I had not spoken to for nearly 20 years. When he married, his wife required that he make a choice, he could have either a relationship with his family or a relationship with her. Obviously, he chose her. I was finally able to see my grandson who I have not seen since he was two weeks old. He was absolutely terrified of me. I took his hand and said, "Hello. I do not know what you have been told, but, I am your Grandmother and I would love to talk to you."
With a look of surprise and confusion, he said, "You would?" and then he ran off.
I have cried until there are few tears left........
A dear friend of mine said this so beautifully:
" I do know that it takes a whole lot of strength to truly love and the pain that comes with loving is sometimes so unbearable that it cuts you into strips.
what a complicated life we all live ....in simple terms, it should be so easy to just `love`... people make it so difficult ."
Whew. This, too, shall pass.