To My Grandma

I've picked up some of Anna's toys the other day.  She keeps a bunch of little treasures in a bag and carry's them around.  As I was picking them up, I noticed most of the toys came from a pack of magnet dolls that you gave her last Christmas.  I suddenly found myself thinking about getting your packages in the mail addressed to my little children and your cards.  I thought about the Precious Moments characters you had given me over the years of my own childhood.  I thought about how kind and gentle you are, your voice, and how welcome you always made me feel.  Then I thought that maybe this year we won't get to see your writing on that Christmas card.  I am so glad I brought Anna to visit you so we could spend time with you.  I didn't really want to think it was the last time, but now, I am coming to believe that it was the last time.  It seems that after Grandpa died and after Grandma died you were the link that held part of my childhood together.  You seemed unbreakable.  You were strong and always so vibrant and active.  That part of you has been stolen from you, ripped from you by that horrible tumor.  I hate that tumor.  I wish it was gone, that your suffering was gone, but there's only one way for that to happen now and I am sad.  I just want to let you know that I love you.  Thank you for being my Grandma.  Thank you for fighting as long as you have and as long as you will.  I will miss you when you leave but you will see Grandpa again and I know how much you love him and have missed him.  We miss him too.  I hate this part of life but I know how essential it is in the plan of Heavenly Father.  You lived a wonderful life and you showed the people around you how to be a good person.  We keep praying for you.  I love you Grandma.

Hayley