My heart aches

This past week has been one of the hardest I've ever experienced. My nights are still full of tears and I'm sure they will be for a long time to come. My grandmother, Momee, finally ended her long battle with Alzheimer's. She is the most amazing woman I have ever known. I don't think there is any way I could put together the right words to explain everything that she meant to me. Those who were lucky enough to have had her in their life will all understand. She was just plain remarkable. I will forever hope and pray that I just be a fraction of the woman that she was. I feel like our family has lost their rock....the glue that holds us all together and keeps us sane. Exactly six years ago, Momee gave Papoo (my grandfather) their love story written in her own words for Christmas. I've read it many times over the past few days and cry every time. I just have to share some of her words...I feel like she is talking to me from heaven...This is definitely a gift that I will always cherish.

"It is my hope when our time to die comes that all of you will remember the good times. That you will always be the same good loving caring persons that you are. That you will do your best to continue to love each other first, and love all people. To do good in the world, to play more and work less, and to remember to celebrate our deaths as a victory. We feel sure we will be in heaven, not in a hurry but just sitting up there somewhere on a cloud - watching you!!! This old body will decay, but up there in the sky there will be our spirits watching each of you. Laughing and applauding all that each of you are doing as you get on with the rest of your lives."