Until I see you in heaven Mammaw . . .

My last living grandparent passed away on the 16th at the age of 92. Her health had really been declining for the past few years, and she spent most of her days in bed. She had 24 hour care, between two ladies who came to stay with her during the day, and my uncle and his wife who moved in with her and of course were there with her at night. She was a sweet lady, and lots of family members said that I looked like her mother. We have video from 20 years ago of her prancing into the kitchen at Christmas toward the camera and saying, "Here I am! Here I am! Here I am!" The first thing my daughter said when I told her that she had passed away was, "I bet Mammaw went up to the pearly gates and said, "Here I am! Here I am! Here I am!" It sure made me smile. The last few times I had visited her, I would walk out of her house and cry because I was afraid it was the last time I would see her. I will miss visiting her so much, but I know my grandpa was happy to see her in heaven. What a reunion that must have been. I love you Mammaw!