Last Thursday, my grandma passed away.

After loosing both our biological grandmas to cancer while we were young, this grandma {that we endearingly called 'Miss Marilyn'}was the only one we really knew.  She loved us as though we shared the same blood.

When your last memories together were following her around her garden as she proudly showed off her decades of growing experience, you don't expect to get a phone call that her heart failed.   That was just weeks ago.  How do you wrap your mind around her sudden absence in our lives?!