Grandma & I

Had a little melt down today . . . saw a white-haired lady walking out of Pizza Hut holding hands will a bouncy little girl dressed in pink from her rubber rain boots to the tippy top of her umbrella. Made me miss Gramma, and for Charity. :( Ouch.

But overall things are getting better. When my mind thinks of Gramma, it is starting to adjust. I don't have the gut-wrenching pain in my chest like it just happened when she comes to my mind. But instead my brain tells me, it's okay, Diana. She's not here, she's happy with Jesus. It still hurts, but we're making progress.

Still miss you so, Gramma!