Yesterday afternoon my mom called to tell me that my Gram wasn't doing well and we weren't sure how much time she had left. Just the day before, she went out to eat at a restaurant and went to the mall over the weekend. She was asking my mom about booking their next trip to Atlantic City. Her body was 98 years old but her soul, still a young lady. I got to her house where my mom, Aunt, sister, and cousins were all gathered around her. A priest came over and we prayed together. She was holding on and didn't want to let go. I left shortly after 1am when I said my final good-byes. I asked her to hold Ava for me and kiss her face when she sees her. By the time I got home and settled she had passed. I truly believe that she waited for me to leave before she could let go...she knew the pain that I've already been through and didn't want to put me through watching her take her last breath. She will be missed dearly, but I am comforted to know that she is with my sweet Ava now.
The temporary grave marker that I got for Ava reads the following, and I want to quote it for my Grandma today:
"If love alone could have spared you....you would have lived forever"
BFP#1 - 11/27/09 EDD 8/5/10, DS1 arrived 7/24/10 via emergency c-section.
BFP#2 - 6/18/12 EDD 2/23/13, sweet baby girl born sleeping on 10/4/12 at 19 weeks, 3 days.
BFP #3 - 1/18/13 EDD 10/1/13, natural mc on 2/2/13 at 5 weeks, 4 days.
BFP #4 - 8/29/13 EDD 5/12/14, our sweet rainbow, DS2 born 4/29/14 via c-section