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Today, Michelle's (my former wife) grandmother, Mammaw, passed away. She was 95 years old and lived a very long, lovely life. In the photo here, it was her 90th birthday! Michelle always feared each visit back east would be her last time to see Mammaw, starting at her 89th birthday when we rushed out to get a video camera prior to heading to the airport for a red-eye to her birthday party - well, she had plenty more time as Mammaw as it turned out!
ox quickly filled and eventually was burgeoning with their weekly updates and sharing of life. Even as Mammaw moved to a skilled care facility, she'd write letters on her "good days" and let Michelle know what was served for lunch that day or news about her great-grandchildren who lived nearby and certainly helped keep her young. And sometimes, she'd remember life with Pap-paw, or just report her opinion about current events.
but their close relationship, regular communication, quality visits - and of course, the love and adoration they had for one another - will sustain her memory and continue to impact Michelle's life from here on out.