My Grandma Sarah's Memorial Fund
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This is difficult for me because I never like to ask for help, but I find myself in a very difficult situation. Just 2 months shy of her 96th birthday, my Grandmother Sarah was everything to me, and on Jan 2nd I lost that shining light.
Sarah was such an amazing woman who came from a large family with very meager means, and who worked very hard, and one of her many jobs was picking cotton where she met Elvis. She was a pretty, sweet and very smart woman who when you met her you loved her. She was thoughtful and always concerned with helping others, and boy was she funny! In her later years she did what she wanted, and if that meant smoking a cigarette and having a drink then so be it.
She had always planned for her transition, and tried not to be a burden on my mother and I, but as time went on she needed help so my mother stayed up with her for several months. Just 10 days before Christmas as my mother was helping get Christmas presents down from a cabinet, she fell and broke her leg. My mother was moved to Oakland for surgery and my Gram was left with just in home care workers to help, and I knew I had to go and help her.
My extended family mobilized to help me get a rental car to get to my Gram, and I drove and arrived on Christmas Day. My Gram was so happy to have me there to help her, and I was glad to spend time with the woman I admired so much. We had many laughs, and shared many stories over those 7 days including a champagne toast for New Years.
The next day my Gram was not doing well, and her pain had worsened, and she wanted to go to emergency. We spent the day there only to find out that she had pneumonia and kidney failure along with her already failing heart. They kept her and I stayed with her most of the night so she wouldn't be afraid and alone. When I came back the next morning she seemed so tired, and as I had to leave for my dialysis I never thought that would be the last time I hugged my Gram.
My Gram had an insurance policy for her burial, but because she was on medical assistance they didn't allow her to keep that policy which leaves us in a very bad predicament now. My mother is still in a rehab facility 60 miles away, and I am trying to tie up loose ends at my Grams house and we find ourselves not prepared to pay for a proper service for the woman that did so much for us and everyone she knew.
Neither my mother or I am in a position to afford a proper burial for my Gram, so if you can find it in your hearts to make any size donation to help us it would be greatly appreciated.
Christi & Faith
Sarah was such an amazing woman who came from a large family with very meager means, and who worked very hard, and one of her many jobs was picking cotton where she met Elvis. She was a pretty, sweet and very smart woman who when you met her you loved her. She was thoughtful and always concerned with helping others, and boy was she funny! In her later years she did what she wanted, and if that meant smoking a cigarette and having a drink then so be it.
She had always planned for her transition, and tried not to be a burden on my mother and I, but as time went on she needed help so my mother stayed up with her for several months. Just 10 days before Christmas as my mother was helping get Christmas presents down from a cabinet, she fell and broke her leg. My mother was moved to Oakland for surgery and my Gram was left with just in home care workers to help, and I knew I had to go and help her.
My extended family mobilized to help me get a rental car to get to my Gram, and I drove and arrived on Christmas Day. My Gram was so happy to have me there to help her, and I was glad to spend time with the woman I admired so much. We had many laughs, and shared many stories over those 7 days including a champagne toast for New Years.
The next day my Gram was not doing well, and her pain had worsened, and she wanted to go to emergency. We spent the day there only to find out that she had pneumonia and kidney failure along with her already failing heart. They kept her and I stayed with her most of the night so she wouldn't be afraid and alone. When I came back the next morning she seemed so tired, and as I had to leave for my dialysis I never thought that would be the last time I hugged my Gram.
My Gram had an insurance policy for her burial, but because she was on medical assistance they didn't allow her to keep that policy which leaves us in a very bad predicament now. My mother is still in a rehab facility 60 miles away, and I am trying to tie up loose ends at my Grams house and we find ourselves not prepared to pay for a proper service for the woman that did so much for us and everyone she knew.
Neither my mother or I am in a position to afford a proper burial for my Gram, so if you can find it in your hearts to make any size donation to help us it would be greatly appreciated.
Christi & Faith
Organizer
Christi LeAnn Stoll McLellan
Organizer
Los Angeles, CA