Sweet Nanny

I have been in tears for the better part of today, but if I'm being honest, I have been in tears for the better part of the last month. In the bathroom when I have a second away from kids, in the car when I'm going to pick up my oldest from school and the other two are quietly snacking (on real food or whatever they can shove in their mouths to occupy the space and silence), and again, in the car when I have a moment to myself. Again, as I sit on my bed re-reading old letters and notes from her, searching for the words "I love you," and letting the tears fall again once I've found those magic words. In a puddle when I find not only the 3 words every human longs to hear from their grandparent, but when I also find words like "he would be proud of you," or "you are so thoughtful," or, the ones that pain me a little more, "thank you for loving this old woman so much." In those last words, I know that she knew I loved her with my whole ...