Just before Thanksgiving we took a trip to Naples, Florida. We flew in to see Michael's grandmother, Meema. We ended up buying our tickets the night before. We had been planning on going in the fall, but things kept coming up that held us back. We heard that she might be close to the end though, so we decided to go ahead and visit when we were able. I've loved her from the first day I met her, you just can't help but love her. It was a really nice visit. Florida weather was like someone had an outdoor thermostat that they turned to the perfect temperature. No wonder Meema has been calling it paradise. We just heard that she passed quietly away yesterday. She was 95, almost 96. She lived a healthy, active life, only in the last weeks did she need to contently sit on the couch and relax. She was the last of our grandparents.
It was good for the kids to see her, and good to talk about her being in heaven now. We talked about it quietly, but knew she did what she wanted to in this life and is happy to move on to the next. Our home is filling up with her artwork. Michael's favorite has always been a sunset picture that hung in his home growing up. Meema and I plotted to have her paint him another one for Christmas a few years ago. Both paintings hang in our home to enjoy. We love you Meema!
