My grandma would have been 100 years old today. Not that long ago, I thought for sure I would have been in South Dakota today at a big party to celebrate. She was in great health until a stroke in June of 2019. She went downhill really fast and passed away about a month later. I am so fortunate that I got to see her and say goodbye that summer. When your grandma is in her 90's and you only see her once a year, you say goodbye every time knowing it might be the last but that time, I knew for sure. It was so hard to see her so confused and struggling but she knew who I was until the end, and I am so thankful that I got her for that long.
In fact, out of all the grandkids, I got her the longest. I was the first and only until my sister came along three years later. I was a huge grandma's girl. She always loved to tell me the story of how when I was a baby, I loved her so much but didn't want anything to do with my grandpa. When Amy came along, grandma said grampa kept her close by all the time so she would learn to like him.
