Sunday was a day that we knew was coming but even with the knowing didn't make it any easier. Wes' grandmother, Nannie, died Sunday morning around 8:00 am. She had kidney failure and lived the last two weeks of her life at the Wayne T. Patrick Hospice House. She was such a fighter and really showed that to everyone in her final days. Her doctor told the family that he had never had a patient live longer than two weeks, well Nannie, she lived two weeks and three days. Not too bad for an 81 year old woman who had been through so much in the last few months.
Tell Anna Kate was something that we knew would be hard. Anna Kate has had the privledge to know two of her great-grandmothers and two of her great-grandfathers. We had told her that Nannie was very sick and would probably not live for too much longer. When I told her Sunday morning she didn't really react at all, I am sure it hadn't really sank in for her. Sunday afternoon we went to Nannie's house and that is when it set in for her. Uncle Richard told me that Anna Kate was looking at two little figurines that we had always called Nannie and Pop. Richard asked her, "Anna Kate what are you thinking about?" She replied, "Nothing." But a few minutes later she said she was thinking about Nannie and that she missed her. Denise found Anna Kate laying in the bathroom floor. She was talking about how much she missed Nannie and that thinking about her just made her sad. I had done really good throughout the day but to hear those things, it just broke my heart. Wes and I talked to her on the way home about what happened to Nannie and she got really upset and kept saying, 'But I don't want her to die!' We tried our best to explain what we believe happened to Nannie and she seemed much better by the time we were out of Sharon. Anna Kate did well at the funeral and graveside yesterday. Wes had took the time to talk to her about the casket and what we were doing with it and what everything else meant.
We will miss Nannie very much, but we are so thankful to have all of the great memories. She was my Nannie for the last 13 years and she welcomed me and loved me like a grandchild and I am so thankful to have been a part of her family.
We love you, Nannie!!!
**Nannie was buried with a little pom-pom caterpillar that she had made for Nannie about 3 months ago. That caterpillar went from the hospital to rehab, back to the hospital and back to rehab, and then finally to the hospice house. We can't wait for one day to see Nannie and her caterpillar again!!
