Sunday, after Muddear's return from the respite stay at Brookwood Retirement Community, I told her that Walter passed.
I quietly sat beside Muddear's bed, lowered my voice, and delivered the news while holding her hand. I truly expected histrionics. However, Muddear's response left me shocked and awed because her reaction was the exact opposite of what I had been expecting. No tears, no signs of significant distress or great mental anguish. I honestly was expecting Muddear to completely fall apart. If it were my child, possibly even my husband, I would have screamed and yelled until I was catatonic! Most likely, I would develop Dementia or Alzheimer's - lose my mind, forget who I was, and begin making random calls to 911. (I guess I am just a drama queen.)
Yet there sat my grandmother, full of strength and grace, who simply stated, "I always told Walter to take care of himself. If he would have listened to me, we would not be in this place. It hurts, but he should have listened to me."
One day I hope to attain the type of strength that Muddear exhibited. She is truly a special lady.