yea, I did, too.

My Aunt is having a hard time of it, because she was just about the only kid who made the effort to spend time with GMa. She spent the last few weeks begging people to go visit her.
Here's how selfish I am - I didn't want my last memory of Grandma to be of her not remembering who I was. So for the longest time, I shied away from the nursing home because I knew she didn't remember her family anymore.
Then one of my uncles or an aunt or someone brought her to a cousins wedding last year.
And then she was at a cookout.
And then she was at last Thanksgiving.
So even though she didn't remember us, family still included her.
And it was hard, because she didn't remember us, and she didn't talk well. It was like having an 82 year old baby.
She had diapers. She babbled. She drooled. She made messes with her food.
She was still loved.
So when I went last week to see her, I felt God blessed me. She recognized me. For one fleeting moment, she knew me. She showed interest in the news of a coming baby.
So I can honestly say, God gave me my wish. He gave me a last memory of my Grandma - and I can say she knew me.
I love you Grandma.
This is one of our 4 Generation photos - taken 6 years ago when my 4th child was a newborn. This was when Grandma was just starting to go down hill.
My Grandma was the oldest daughter of 3 and the oldest child of 3. My mom was the oldest daughter of 4 girls (but she was the fifth child of 9). I am the oldest child of 5, and the oldest daughter of 2. My Daughter is the oldest of 6, oldest daughter of 2.
My only sadness is Grandma will not be here to hold my new baby girl this fall.
I do still have my Nanny left in Georgia - my dad's mom - and it is my hope to go down there this Christmas, with all 6 of my children, and get photos of at least one great grandparent with her great grand babies.