Last weekend on Saturday I made my way to the airport after a last-minute booking the day before. I was going to meet my father who himself just came home from California. He would take my car home again but before we said our goodbye’s we cached up and took a coffee at Starbucks. I had plenty of time before my flight left off at 11.30 a.m. Only with my carry on suitcase I made my way through security while my dad made his way home again. My flight landed at 14.00 p.m. and I was greeted by my mum and cousin. After another coffee break we made our way to Peiting by train.
My vacation was short but I had to say good bye to the best Oma in the entire world. I still can’t grasp that she’s past, maybe there’s just a part of me that doesn’t want to believe it. It’s unreal that I’ll never be able to talk to her again, hear her voice, visit her or get any letters from her ever again. It breaks my heart little by little. But it’s also a conformation that we all have so little time here on earth even if it seems like an eternity sometimes. But the truth is that our time is written for us. We won’t get any more or less days then what is set up for us. I told my mum that her mother probably didn’t want to die, that she thought she’d get through it but it wasn’t her destiny. Her body had gone all her miles she could go and her soul had to move on. And I’m happy her soul got to meet her soul mate once again after 12 years. I can’t help but think that she’s in a better place even if that place isn’t on earth, but I know she’s save and looks down on her family where ever she might be now.
On Monday family, friends and neigh bores met to say good bye one last time. For me the day was filled with tears and lots of memories like how so many days looked like. But there was also laughter and a gathering with close family and friends that shared the same greife.
On Tuesday my flight went back at 18.55 p.m. and I was safe and sound in my bed by midnight.
You will live on forever in our hearts, Oma. You were taking from us too early. I will miss you till the day I die and can meet you again, and I can’t wait till that day comes. I will miss your laughter, your smile, your food and how your house smelled, how you washed our clothes and most of all your giving heart, you were the most kindhearted person I knew. It has truly been a pleasure to be your grandchild. I love you with all my heart. 4/3/1960 – 27/10/2014, forever in our hearts.