Saying Goodbye...

Last night Scott and I drove up to University Hospital to say goodbye to his granny. It was hard to go into her room and see her laying in her bed so motionless. I was yearning to hear her say,"hey, doll how are ya? You look lovely." I sat by her bedside held her hand and thanked her for being my friend, for loving my Scottie so much, and loving my little ones. I am so grateful for the time she was here in Utah that she came to eat pumpkin pie at my house, visit with my kids while I had Dr.'s appts, and having bbq's at Steph's house. I am grateful that I got to really spend time with her a few years back as she helped me sew fabric blocks together in hoping to get a quilt done(we got all the blocks sewn, but regretfully never pieced the quilt together) she was a perfectionist at the sewing machine and often times checked my lines and literally made me start over from the beginning, but I loved it. I loved hearing all of her stories of her days growing up in England. I will miss our weekly check in calls, and her letters that she used to type to us that always managed to have a sticker of a cat on it somewhere(in homage to her love of cats, and closing every letter with "love granny & puddin' followed closely with a pawprint)

It is hard to say goodbye, but the thing that makes it feel a little better is knowing that she knows how much she was loved by me. Love you Nana Peg!