ELSIE MAE MEDSKER ~ DECEMBER 17, 2006
Wow. This is really hard. Sunday morning my Grandma passed away from her long battle with heart and kidney failure at age 88. After many miracles of recovery, this time she just didn’t have the energy to fight.
Our family is doing okay I guess. Cameron doesn’t quite understand why I’m crying so much and says she wants to go to heaven and she her “GiGi” again. I wish I could have said I love you one more time. Or given her a hug one more time. Or told her how much she made me happy. If only…just one more time.
My Grandma was such an important part of my life. I was blessed to have her live with us since I was 14 years old. I’ve never had someone I love die and I can’t even imagine how my Mom must be feeling. Please keep us in your thoughts this holiday season. It will be a tough one.
So today when my husband said he loved me, it seemed to mean a little more. Or each time I’ve hung up the phone with my Mom in the last few days, the words I love you stood out more. My Grandma was the only person I know who would say I love you EVERY time she got off the phone with you.
The last picture of the generation of women at my baby shower.
by Shannon Lott
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