Grandma Cindy passed away 5 days ago, and her funeral was yesterday. On the day she passed, we went to her house to get some photo albums so I could work on a slide show of photos of her for the service.
Vivian ran to the "prize drawer" and got bracelets out of it. She ran down the hallway, shouting to show me the bracelets - "LOOK, Mama!" So I asked her if she had gotten them from the prize drawer and she said yes. Then she took off, calling "Gwamma Cindee! Gwamma Cindee!" She wanted to show her that she had gotten the bracelets. It was totally heartbreaking.
The prize drawer remains fully stocked to this day. There is a "stash" drawer right beside it which fed the prize drawer. I am so glad the girls will have photos and fond memories of how much their Grandma Cindy loved them.
Today, the girls were playing in the basement, and I called them to come outside with me. Sophie said, "OK, Nu-gie" to Vivian. Nugie is Grandma Cindy's dog's nickname for Nugget, his "real" name. Then Sophie explained to me they were playing Grandma Cindy's Fetch. "I'm pretending to be Grandma Cindy, and Vivian is pretending to be Nugie and she has the Tinkertoy in her mouth!"
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1 comment:
big hug. I haven't brought Ellie to my parent's house yet - maybe I'm afraid of how I'll deal with that. I keep forgetting that I'm not done with my own dealing with Mum's death with dad's critical condition on the heels of it.
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