Something is missing

I wasn't sure how I wanted to write this post, but I knew I wanted to document it for Abby since I will be printing this blog for her to read one day.

My Grandma, Abby's Great-Grandma passed away this past Saturday, July 3. I can't believe it's already been a week. I feel like something is missing and I guess it's just the idea that she's not there and won't be when we go back to visit.

But the most amazing thing happened. None of us knew why Grandma was holding on & why she wouldn't let go. When I got to Ennis on Wednesday, she knew I was there and we got to talk just a few words. By that night, she had slowly declined and it was apparent that she most likely wasn't going to get better. But she held on. Thursday, Friday, Saturday morning all past. She was still holding on and waiting. And then we knew. She was waiting for Abby. She had known this whole time that Abby wasn't there yet, and she also knew she was coming on Saturday. 1.5 hours after Abby arrived, Grandma passed. Even through her illness, her love for Abby was obvious. I had several people approach me at the nursing home, then the visitation, then at Grandpa's house, then finally at the funeral. They all wanted to tell me something special Grandma had told them about Abby. And how she always showed her pictures to whoever was visiting. I wish more than anything that they had more time together. But at least we still have our memories, and can share them with her as she grows up.

And here is a sweet picture of her outfit she wore to the funeral. Pink frilly roses - she was so pretty, just like her Great Grandma.