Granny

Ty had a Cubscout camp out two weekends ago. I didn't go and I thought I would let the boys have some bonding time. My dad went too. They had fun. I also had a good weekend besides loosing my wallet ( which I had left at work) and locking me and EJ out of the house as we were leaving for church. 

My grandmother was diagnosed with Melanoma abiut three weeks ago. What a shock to our family. They gave her 6 months to a year. Well the weekend of the camp out, she became really sick. On that Monday, I had a feeling I needed to go see her. I left work and drove the hour drive to the nursing home. She was unresponsive for the most part. My parents spent the night with her. I held her hand and she would look at me and moan but I am not sure if she knew me or not. My hearts broken. My mom called earlier than her morning call to tell me that she had gone at 4am. I had gone about a week before and she was good. Donn and  I were leaving her and I asked if she needed anything before we were leaving and she said " just to go home". Can't blame her at all. While there, she was telling a nurse, " this is my favorite granddaughter" of course I corrected her and she smiled. I was the only grand child she kept on a regular basis. I tried to explain to Ty that she use to be just like my mom ( his Mema). She would take me places and I spent summers with her. She also kept me from age 2-5. I would cry all the home that I wanted my Granny. My heart is broken and I miss her.