My Grams

Today is the one year anniversary of my Grandma's passing. It doesn't seem like she has been gone that long already. Probably because I think of her everyday. I know she is keeping a close eye on those she left behind. I feel her with me always. My Grams and I were very close. She took great care of me not only when I was little but also when I was stuck in bed with morning sickness both times. She was Sami's best friend. On Wednesday a friend of Samantha's came up to me and told me how she is always talking about her Gigi. Both girls were very lucky to have her for as long as they did. My Grams had great faith and had a strength inside her like no one else I know. She passed that on to her grandchildren. For the last 8 years or so she lived here with my parents so I got to see her all the time. We would go shopping and out to lunch. After she got sick I would help get her to her doctors appointments. When she made up her mind to go on she had the nurse call me in first. Gram told me she thought I would be able to handle it better and would then be able to help my Mom and Aunt deal. I felt great pride that she thought so highly of me. I also know that she is the one who taught me such great strength. The night she slipped away was the most beautiful night of my life. Earlier in the day she had said goodbye to all the great-grandkids and Scott. That night Rich, April, My Mom and Aunt, my Dad and myself were gathered around her. She spoke with each one of us. She never said goodbye. She simply told us she would wait for us in Heaven and when it was our turn to come she would be there to greet us. She told us how beautiful it was there and how handsome Jesus was. And then she was gone. It was all so peaceful. To this day I can still feel her soft gentle hand on my cheek. I can see her beautiful smile. And as I said before I know I am who I am because of her. I love and miss you Gram and I'm looking forward to seeing you in Heaven one day.