Mom just got back from her trip to see her grandma, my Mawmaw. She’s dying from leukemia. I’ve mentioned her before in a couple of posts.
Mom brought back with her tons of old photos of my family. Some of my grandparents when they were little hippies. Some of my mom and her cousins acting like little hoodlums. But my favorites were of my great-grandparents. Mawmaw and Pawpaw were and still are such classy individuals. This isn’t one of the photos, (I got to get to a scanner). But this is one of my favorites. She made a promise to me 6 months earlier that she would be there to see me graduate, and she kept her promise. Here, all four generations of women directly connected to Mawmaw, (excluding some family members in Missouri and Texas), gathered for a group photo just two hours before my graduation.
I don’t like the idea of my Mawmaw dying. But I think she’s at peace with it. And if she’s at peace with it, then so am I.
