Today is a day that I never thought would come.
That might have been a little naive of me, but I thought that if anyone could defy death, it would be her.
I'm not sure how to put my emotions into words right now, but I'll try.
Everyone who ever met her was touched. She had crystal blue eyes and an easy laugh. She loved listening to Christmas music...even in July. Her touch could heal anything from the chicken pox to a broken heart. She taught me to drive, to cook, to appreciate early morning sunrises and to be thankful for what you have. She taught me about God, family and strength. The world was a better place because she was in it.
I was so fortunate to call her Grandma, and even more fortunate to call her friend.
She passed away about 4 hours ago and I'm still processing it. It's as if there were two of her. I'm at peace with the fact that the frail woman struggling to breathe in that hospital bed is gone, but I'll never recover from losing my friend, my partner in crime, my teacher, my rock...my Grandma.
