meggy baby

I love you, Meggie Baby.

Spoken to me by my beloved grandmother Amy on Mother’s Day 1997, in a morphine-induced haze. She was on palliative care at home, dying of lung cancer, and she still used our favorite nickname for me. I can still see her face as I pulled away after giving her a huge hug, and knowing in my gut that I would never see her again.

She died a few days later. I still miss her so much I’m weeping as I type this.