This morning the phone rang, far too early to be a normal phone call. When I sat up and realized that the room was still dark, I knew that whatever news waited for one of us on the other end was not good news. Unfortunately I was right. Shaun handed the phone to me and when I picked up it was my dad. From that point on most of the conversation was a blur but the words I focused on and continued to repeat in my head were that Grandma Taylor had passed away. She passed away in her sleep in the early hours of the morning and had gone to be with God.

Of course the only reaction I could have had in the time were tears. Tears for the loss of my dads Mother, my Grandmother and the girls Grandma Tutu. While she had some health issues that were now being addressed in assisted living, I never thought that she would leave this world so soon. After I hung up the phone with my dad, I cried in Shaun’s arms for a good hour until I fell back to sleep.

Today is going to be a tough day being that its Halloween and a special day for the girls. So that they enjoy a day that they have been waiting for, I will have to pick myself up, be strong and put a smile on my face. I know Grandma would want me to do that anyway. I miss her so very much already. Heaven has been blessed with a wonderful angel today.