Grandma

My Grandma passed away this morning. It was a long struggle and I know, intellectually and spiritually this is for the best. But that doesn't make it easy. Grandma and I have a special bond. She and I share the same birthday. We share the same love of books and reading. We have the same taste in clothes and the same sense of humor. I loved to talk to her on the phone because she would tell me stories about her and DaddyPop. (my grandfather.) She would tell me stories of my mom and my uncle being impossible when I was lementing about my own kids. I loved to hear about her being alone with them when DaddyPop was on some trip or another. Grandma has always been extremely generous with me. She never batted an eyelash when I needed to borrow money for a move. And she always made it so easy to ask. I looked forward to her visits at Christmas time. She loved Justin too. Even when she was not doing well when I went down there this fall, she asked about him and said she wished he were there. I love you Grandma and will miss your presence on this earth. But I am grateful for the full knowledge that I have that I will see you again. I know you will be with me until that time.