by Stena Johnson

Created on: September 10, 2008

Good Morning Angels and Welcome to another accomplished week you have under your belt. Have you made a ripple lately? Do you know how to impact the lives' of those you are related to for generations to come? I think I may have figured out a way to that and change your life while you are at it.

Remember how I told you about my Grandmother and how her and my Mother haven't spoken in 28 years and how we really were not brought up knowing her? Actually, we really were not brought up knowing any of our family other than the immediate in the household. I received a phone call the next day following my email to you all, from my Aunt . She let me in on somethings that were going on with my Grandmother and what type of shape she was in. I then asked my Aunt for my Uncle's number so I could talk to him and find out where my grandmother was being hospitalized at. I called my Uncle and spoke with him for the first time in my entire life and learned the details of his life and what was going on with my Grandmother. While speaking with him, I decided to go out there and meet my Mother's greatest Fear face to face. I arrived in the evening and went to the Hospital the next day to see Her. I entered the ICU with protective covering on my clothes, face and hands to avoid transmitting germs to her. Her nurses let me know that she was in a coma and probably would not be able to talk to me but she will answer me with movements. I entered the room with my Uncle and he introduced me as my mother's daughter. An eerie feeling came into the room and she moved erratically expressing shock. I went to hold her hand to talk to her and she pulled away. I believe she was overwhelmed and did not know what to do about not being able to talk to me. I stayed a little longer with her talking to her and told her I would see her again before I left. I returned the next day to wait for a priest to pray with her. As I waited with her I rubbed her forehead and caressed her hand trying to comfort her. I told her that my Mother and Her sister's forgave my her and love her. I prayed with her and sang to her. I apologized for not meeting her when we could actually talk and I could hear her history. I left the next day and came home.

My Grandmother's dying wish was to meet her Grandchildren and I knew with in my heart that even thought she inflicted a lot pain and abuse on her children and made them fear her, even as adults, that she was just a person. She only has the power she is given. I stared down

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