My Grandma....

Well, last night the phone rang...at a time that just didn't seem right. Sure enough, it was that dreaded phone call that nobody wants to get.....

Caryn, Grandma's gone. I don't know if the news itself was so sad or just the sound of my mom crying.

I am sad. But Grandma has been sick to different degrees since I was pregnant with Dalton. In the last year it has gotten progressivly worse, her dementia especially. Though she was still living on her own until November when collectively the family decided a nursing home was the safest place for her to be.

I am happy too. She is with my Grandpa now. She is in a place where youth prevails and her brothers and sisters, and my brother(my brother from my dads first marriage-I never knew him) and cousin are with her again.

My parents were with her around 4 or 5 o'clock yesterday and she said she was playing with all her grandchildren, and was singing the song "Together Again" word for word. So I think in her soul, she knew it was her last day. She passed about 8:30 last night.

My grandma was a wonderful grandma.
I have missed the grandma I knew for awhile now....I just didn't realize how it would feel when it happend for real.

I love you grandma.