{"id":8591,"date":"2025-01-24T04:34:00","date_gmt":"2025-01-24T04:34:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/?p=8591"},"modified":"2026-10-02T01:31:55","modified_gmt":"2026-10-02T01:31:55","slug":"harsh-realities","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/?p=8591","title":{"rendered":"HARSH REALITIES"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/01\/20231225_211957-1-scaled.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"4000\" height=\"3000\"\/><\/figure>\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The harsh realities of life paused my daily writing habit during the first 3+ weeks of 2025. As Melissa&#8217;s mother faced her final days of life, I had neither time nor energy to close my days for the sort of written reflection which had been a staple of the last three years.<\/p>\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Besides that, most of my usual subjects seem rather inconsequential while I was in the presence of a family member about to enter eternity.<\/p>\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Gertrude &#8220;Trudy&#8221; Opal Lucas fought a 20-month battle against colon cancer and succumbed on Sunday, January 12 just a few minutes before noon. The previous weeks were marked by significant &#8220;last times&#8221;.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Last time to drive. Last time to get out of the house for a special event. Last time to walk. Last time to sit up. Last time to eat. Last time to speak.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Sarah was the last one to paint Grandma&#8217;s nails &#8211; just an hour or so before the end. Trudy wanted to make sure her nails were purple for her burial.<\/p>\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/01\/20250112_101406-1.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"2252\" height=\"2285\"\/><\/figure>\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">When she took her last breath, Trudy was surrounded by family at her son Darin&#8217;s house out in the country. Melissa was holding her hand at that moment. (This was all Melissa was asking of God in the end.)\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The visitation was a week later at a funeral home in downtown Columbus. Hundreds of people showed up to pay their respects &#8211; in spite of the bitter cold.<\/p>\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The funeral was the next day. And the cold was even more bitter.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I was privileged to officiate the service and Trudy, who spent 44 years of her life working in emergency medicine, was honored with bagpipes, a &#8220;last call&#8221; over the walkie talkie, and an ambulance escort past the hospital, where dozens of co-workers gathered on the sidewalk to pay tribute to her.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/stevegrossblog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/01\/1000023728-1-scaled.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"3948\" height=\"2112\"\/><\/figure>\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Our kids all made it back to town for the funeral &#8211; although Hannah was diagnosed with the flu that Thursday and I flew out to Myrtle Beach to drive her back to Columbus.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">We had one day together as a family after the funeral and yesterday the three oldest each made their way back to their new home states while Melissa went back to work (for a half day) and Sarah went back to school.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Today was the first day of a return to normal for all of us &#8211; but it&#8217;s a new normal with a Grandma-sized hole.\u00a0<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The harsh realities of life paused my daily writing habit during the first 3+ weeks of 2025. 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