It’s been a year since you went to Heaven.
I held your hand, listened to your whispers, prayed over you, and wept with you in the final stretch of your earthly journey.
Dementia took your memory, and I became your memory keeper.
For two years, dementia caregiving became my painful privilege. My cross to bear. My slow goodbye. I missed you before you departed.
For twenty-five years, we shared secrets, joys, and challenges of life together.
You treated me as a daughter, not just a daughter-in-law.
You were my friend.
You loved us all so well. Nana to so many …
You lived out your faith with a quiet grace, patience, and kindness.
You were a lady in every sense of the word.
You are missed and treasured.
Until we meet again, Nancy.
I love you.