My granma died today.
This is me with her in August.
We hoped she would hang on until Thanksgiving,
but we knew it was doubtful.
Granma was the last matriarch in my family.
Being that mom died when I was 19....
My Granma Hagen died 11 years ago...
Granma Furne was it.
I am thankful that I have many aunts still...
but "my" blood matriarchs are gone.
I am thankful that she is no longer in pain.
But, selfishly, Thanksgiving will never be the same.
Playing Ah Heck, Hearts or any card game won't be the same.
Being in Iowa, won't be the same.
This woman that I loved dearly,
held my Iowa (dad's side) family together.
With her stubbornness, love, devotion to her family,
and always being there for her family, she loved us
like no one else can!
Granma,
You were so special to me and I miss you terribly already!
I love you!
