The Story of Family
Between 2006 and 2011, we lost my mom’s parents and my dad. It seemed just as we were moving forward from the loss of one, we would lose another. I was 36 when Daddy died. Noodle was 4.
I have vivid memories of the last conversation I had with each of them.
Grandma, who had suffered from Alzheimer’s disease for year, had a conversation with me about babies … I would be a mother for three more weeks and she wouldn’t have known that then. As I was leaving, she said “I love ...