Friday afternoon at 3:23 my bigs came barreling through the door, bouncing and chattering about weekend plans.
I had to tell them that Grammy passed away that morning. It was hard. So hard. But I also got to tell them that she is safe in the arms of Jesus where there are no more tears, no more pain, and no more cancer!
She fought a good, long (eight years!) fight, and is the toughest gal I know, in so many ways. Her greatest gift to me is her son, my rock and the amazing father of our fab five. She raised him and three other children to work hard and play hard, be content in every circumstance, and appreciate the little things. Her determined spirit and loyalty to family are characteristics I am proud to pass down to our own children.
This week I am grateful for Grammy and the life she lived.
Miss 6 with Grammy at a wedding reception 5 years ago.