Make the guests some coffee.
Aunt 5 felt overwhelmed as new people, unannounced, knocked on the door and filled the den where Grandma lay in her hospital bed. Grandma had always been a hostess. Blessed with graciousness, she entertained friends and family for her whole life. Aunt 5 inherited from Grandma her hospitality and entertaining abilities. I associate my aunt with Pampered Chef products and Independence Day garden parties.
All month, relatives took over Aunt 5’s home. We came in and out until we no longer felt the need to knock. We never knocked at Grandma’s house and she lived here now. When we stood vigil as Grandma breathed her last breaths, and I felt the need to stay the night near Grandma, I hardly formed it as a question. I needed to be near Grandma and this is where she lived.
“Make the guests some coffee.” said Grandma to her daughter who watched as Uncle and Auntie 1, their pastor and several friends filled the granny flat, chatting and praying. Humbled, Aunt 5 turned on the pot. Grandma was overjoyed as her new friends made themselves comfortable and sang praises to God.
I was quickly offered coffee the next time I visited and held Grandma’s hand. We heard her words repeated at her memorial that month.
I am grateful for Aunt 5 and her family for taking care of everyone in Grandma’s last days.
I am grateful for Grandma who guided us, even in her last days.