I love you, I'll surely miss you; but I am also comforted to know in all certainty that I will see you again. It brings me peace knowing you are up in Heaven with my baby Luke who is yet to be born, answering his many questions about who we all are down here and hugging him with the warm tender embrace felt only by those who were lucky enough to have received one from you. You were an awesome Grammie and you were always on my side no matter what. You never let me feel sorry for myself saying instead for me to, "Fight and don't you dare give up!". You never let me make excuses and reminded me of my strength even when I felt weak, you lifted me up in your own strong way. I admired the hell out of you for a multitude of reasons, but I admired you the most because you never gave up attaining your dreams, even though you could have easily, with the physical pain you endured throughout your life. When I suffered my injury you showed me how to turn a tragedy into a triumph --and with a few choice words you told me pretty much to get things done without excuses! How I loved you. When I cried you cried right along with me, when you laughed it was a full belly laugh and it was contagious indeed. You were always so proud of me even when I wasn't so proud of myself. You loved me just as I was...and for that I am thankful. There was no pretense or fakeness with my Grammie, she told you exactly what was on her mind. And in this day and age of phonies, it was a breath of fresh air. I will always cherish our special talks, remember the advice you gave me, and I am a better woman today and am able to hold my head high because you showed me a woman can do it all by herself. I needed that in my life and I will always hold dear the memories of just you and I. I love you, Grammie. Please tell baby Luke that his Mommy and Daddy & sisters cannot wait to see him and tell him how I really am ;)
I already know you will. -Meghan