I'm still trying to figure out what makes each day worthwhile enough to get out of bed. I've experienced these feelings 26 a
nd 27 years ago, but I lived through it...th.en. Now I have to watch the same pain on my daughter's face after burying her daughter, my granddaughter.
I know this is a year of firsts....already made it through my first birthday without my baby girl...first Christmas...first New Year's Eve and as I sit here thinking about the first New Year without her, I hate it. I don't remember how I survived 2 year's worth of 'firsts' back to back, so long ago, all I know right now is I don't want to do it again.
Goodnight Alexandra, Grandma will write again tomorrow and remember, you'll ALWAYS be Grandma's Baby Girl. Muah
