Sunday, May 28, 2006
My grandmother died at 2:30 this morning. It has been a rough time for her. I got a call Wednesday that Hospice had been called and that she wasn't expected to make it more than another week. We spent Wednesday evening and all day Friday with her. I am sad to let my Mamaw go.
This is a photo taken of my Mamaw holding me - I was two months old. Next to her are my two youngest aunts (yes, she had a three year old when I was born). My Dad was the oldest of 11 and I'm the oldest of about 30 grandkids. She was always busy giving of herself.