After a promising recovery show, my grandmother in law passed over this evening. I knew something didn’t feel right today. Something was just totally off. I couldn’t get my mind right to do anything. I was completely discombobulated. I got myself together just enough to make a mediocre dinner and whisk my child off to church services tonight. The call came in around 8pm.

So now, it is with a heavy heart, I release my last remaining grandmother to God. Yes, she was my grandmother by marriage, but she had a heart of gold. No one could say that she was anything but a beautiful, genuine person. She loved me like her own. She and my son couldn’t understand each other’s words very well, but they both spoke the language of unconditional love. He is angry and questioning why this had to happen. My husband is beside himself with grief. I am trying my best to keep my brave face on so I can hold my family up to God. There weren’t complications, so this is completely unexpected. I am sure that my father in law is having a fit, himself, since she was his mother whom he loved fully and completely.

We all still love you Mami Hilda. You are always going to be the epitome of awesome. No one on this earth will ever make rice like you did, although I have gotten pretty close. Thanks for handing me the secret! We all know that you are now relaxing in Paradise. Say hi to my grandmother and Miss Wendy for me.