My Grandma.....I love you!!

My GrandPapa called Mom last night to tell her that my Grandma is gone. My Mom is very very sad, and she says it's like there's a huge hole in her heart. She cries a little, then she remembers stuff...the good times, the silly times, and she starts to smile. But then she worries about my GrandPapa being all alone, and who now has a broken heart. Her parents were married for 67 years almost.

She says it's easier for her to have me tell you about my Grandma. She feels so bad that she can't be with my GrandPapa right now because we're in Pennsylvania and he's in California, but we both will be with him when we get home. Me and my Grandma had a very special relationship. Whenever I got sorta distracted by cats or chipmunks or supper and I'd forget to write in my diary, my Grandma would call my mom and ask "How is Mary-Margaret today?" and "What is Mary-Margaret doing? Why hasn't she written?". Mostly all the time, though, she'd tell Mom how really lucky she was to have MEEE. Yup!

I think I really helped my Grandma and my Mom get closer in the past couple of years, you know? People sort of take each other for granted, and figure that if they don't say something today, there's always tomorrow. Because of MEEEE, my Mom and my Grandma really talked a lot in the past few months. They even understood things about each other that confused them for so many years (You know how it is with mothers and daughters?). Most important, though, the very last words they said to each other yesterday afternoon was "I love you!". And there wasn't any more either one could have said.

God please help my Grandma meet up with my Aunt Rose at the bridge, so they can keep each other company on their forever journey.

I love you, Grandma, and I'm going to keep on writing in my diary. That way, you'll always know what I'm up to, and I'll always be thinking about you, too.

Love you forever and ever...

Mary-Margaret