Grandmom passed away, left her memory with us

BECAUSE I could not stop for Death,

He kindly stopped for me;

The carriage held but just ourselves

And Immortality.

We slowly drove, he knew no haste,

And I had put away

My labor, and my leisure too,

For his civility.

We passed the school where children played

At wrestling in a ring;

We passed the fields of gazing grain,

We passed the setting sun.

We paused before a house that seemed

A swelling of the ground;

The roof was scarcely visible,

The cornice but a mound.

Since then ’t is centuries; but each

Feels shorter than the day

I first surmised the horses’ heads

Were toward eternity.
--Emily Dickinson

Knowing the fact is that death is unavoidable and one of the few eternal truths of life, we always find it difficult to accept. Couple of months ago, when doctors diagnosed that my Grand mom had Gall Bladder cancer which was in the last stage, we all knew that the death was approaching to her and at her age and in other physical complexity it would be a lost battle but still after her death I feel yet another person with whom I'd spent my childhood , passed away. Now only memories of her will accompany me...