My grandma and my iPod both died within the last 12 hours, but when we had exactly enough eggs this morning to make both breakfast and the muffins I was planning to bake, Bobby noted, “Looks like today is going to be one of those days where everything just works out.”
Grandma, if you are reading this somewhere, you’re probably shaking your head because I can’t keep from slapping my personal life on the Internet. But just know that I mean well, I miss you so much, and I am really glad you are no longer trying to set a record for the longest-running resident of hospice care. Rest in peace, and know that we will never forget you and that you are very much loved. I feel so lucky to have had you as a grandmother.
And she is up in heaven smiling that she has a loving, caring grandaughter like you.