Carrying the Roberts' Genes Along

My dad's mom, whom I lovingly knew as Meme, passed away this past August at the age of 92.  At her funeral, relatives passed around a photo of her and kept saying how much I looked like her.  I never really thought I resembled her too much, but I think I have to agree with them now.  Check out this old photo of her when she was younger, and the photo I snapped of myself today when I was playing around with my camera phone.  Now I know where I got my skinny lips from!

Goodbye

The funeral begins today at 2 p.m.  I can't sleep for the second night in a row.  It's all surreal still.   It's hard to believe Meme is gone.  I know she lived a full and happy life, but I'm still sad.  I miss her.  She was dynamite and spice as long as I have known her, and watching her fade away slowly this week has been really hard.  I'm happy that she is with Jesus now.  I still hate death.

Sunday night was the last conversation we had where she was able to respond back much at all.  It went like this.  I bent down to tell her my visit had come to an end.  She called me her little princess and moved my hair out of my face to comfort me as I silently shed tears that were long overdue.  She traced my arm with her hand until it touched my face and brushed through my curls.  We both knew it was goodbye.  I could see it in her eyes.  She squeezed my hand before letting go.  I kissed her forehead and said a prayer over her before walking away.  Neither of us had dry eyes.  Goodbyes are never easy or adequate.

Tonight, I started looking through photos I have of her from our wedding until now.  Here a few favorites I thought you would enjoy seeing as we celebrate her life today and grieve over her death.

July 8, 2006- My Wedding Day

2008- Celebrating Abby's Imminent Arrival

Spring 2009- Dedicating Abby 

Easter 2009- Abby and Meme's "quality time"

Thanksgiving 2009

Spring 2010

Summer 2010

Fall 2010

Fall 2010

Spring 2010- Our Most Recent Abby/Meme Photo

We love and miss you Meme.