Yesterday we received a thank-you note from Jeff's Grandma Barbara. We had spent Sunday evening with her and the Johannsen
family celebrating her birthday. She was thanking us for the gift card we gave her and she signed her letter "Great Grandmama Barbara." I told Jeff I'd never heard her refer to herself as "grandmama." Jeff also thought it was different and odd.
Her signature, as sweet and well-meaning as it was, reminded me of my Grandmama who had passed away the last day of May, while I was still 6 months pregnant with Audrey.
My heart immediately began to ache and I started crying. Most of the time, when the thought of Grandmama passes through my head it just keeps passing and I get on with my day. But sometimes the thoughts linger and I remember how amazing of a grandmother she was and how much I think she would have loved Audrey and how much Audrey would have loved her. And then I think about how unfair it was for her to get so sick so fast after being so healthy for so long. It's in those moments that I really just loose it and have a good long cry... like I'm having right now.
My mom visited yesterday. She brought roses from Grandmama's garden.They are now blooming beautifully and smell wonderful.The roses keep blooming, the roses live on... just like the memory of my Grandmama. I love her and I miss her so much. She was indeed a GREAT Grandmama.
Baby Meg and Grandmama, 1982