My dad isn’t a family man. He hasn’t been very involved with this three daughters and he doesn’t really keep in touch with the rest of his family either. Because of his distance we haven’t been nearly as close to his side of the family. I on the other hand, am very family oriented. I have found my relatives on my dad’s side on Facebook and keep in pretty regular contact. Social media makes it so easy so there really is no excuse.
On 1/18 my cousin in Texas hit me up on FB with a message that said call me ASAP, grandma died this morning. I immediately contacted my 2 sisters and we began making arrangements to travel. Even though we hadn’t seen granny in years, we wanted to be there to say goodbye. My sister and I called my dad to check in figuring he would be devastated by the loss of his mother. We called him and discovered he was in the hospital having just had prostate surgery (he didn’t tell anyone). As we spoke it became apparent he hadn’t yet heard about his mom. I got the honor of breaking the news that his mommy had passed. He is in such infrequent contact with his family that they couldn’t find the number to call him so he didn’t even know yet. He took it relatively well and chatted with us like normal but over the next few days of talking to him, he sounded progressively worse. He begin to sound very bad when his doctor would not clear him to travel to bury his mom.
My sisters, niece and honey got in a mini van and made the 24 hour trip to Beaumont, TX. It was by far the best decision we ever made. It’s a little sad to say but that was the best funeral I’ve ever been to. Granny had beaten cancer but then she began to get sick and was almost bed ridden. My aunts and uncle lovingly took care of her every day. She stopped eating and they took her to the doctor. He wanted to put in a feeding tube. My uncle asked her if she wanted the tube and she said no. She was ready to go home. She told him it was going to be ok, smiled, and passed away in the doctors office. Granny made the choice, was at peace and had no fear about where she was going. How sad can you be about that? Granny passed away on her own terms at the age of 89 and it was my extreme pleasure to be there to celebrate her life. It was even more special that the only 3 Johnson girls were able to be there to represent my father. We spoke to him many times throughout the trip and called him from the church to keep him updated and in the loop. The preacher gave an awesome eulogy and I was so happy my grandmother was at peace.
It was an amazing time of bonding, love and laughter with a little bit of tears mixed in. My honey became an instant member of the Johnson family and it was so good to see him get him some fatherly love and advice from my uncle. Honey was also a pall bearer, an amazing escort and he took care of us and made sure we made it to Texas and back safely. It was so sweet of him to step right in, sacrifice a few days at work and do what needed to be done. We got to hang with our cousins, EAT and I must admit as a little girl who has always longed for her daddy it felt awesome to be among my daddy’s people. We were welcomed with open arms and we felt like we came home when we arrived. We had an absolute blast in Texas and if the stars continue to align we will be there again very shortly.
Granny had a definite purpose for us even in her death. She brought us all much closer and I think our lives will never be the same. I can’t begin to thank her enough. Stay tuned to see what granny had in store for us all….
Besos ♥,

















