A few weeks ago, I received the news that my grandmother has cancer, and probably only has about two or three months left to live. It was after I had Easter supper with my father when he informed me. I was saddened for sure, although not very surprised, as she is in her mid-80s now, and both of my grandparents on my mother's side had already passed away after reaching a similar age. (and my paternal grandfather died a long time ago, before I was even born)
But amidst my heavy heart, there was a silver lining to be thankful for. For my dad also informed me that he and my aunt (his sister) will be flying out to Newfoundland to see my grandmother one last time, and I was invited to join them. When I think of other loved ones I've lost over the years, where they were taken from me very suddenly and unexpectedly, it feels like a blessing that this time around I actually have a chance to say goodbye first.
Myself and my father and aunt will be leaving early this May. I live in Alberta, and Newfoundland is all the way over on the opposite side of the country. Because of covid restrictions, we have to self-isolate for 14 days before we can go see my grandmother, so in the meantime the three of us will be hanging out at the rental house finding ways to pass the time.
But my aunt tells me that we'll also be renting a car and that we might do some day trips to other nearby places, which would be nice since it would mean we're not confined
just to the house during that time. And the house itself looks like it'll be nice. I've always enjoyed going for long walks and so I'll probably be doing a fair bit of that too while I'm out there.
Lastly, I will more than likely be taking a lot of photos out in Newfoundland, which I will share with you all when I return.
