From day one, you kept telling me that you were going into the delivery room with me. I had to choose between you and Fent. Well I chose my grandma. I was in so much pain and I cried the whole time, but i remember you getting ready to put on your delivery room scrub suit and washing your hands. You were so excited. All I could hear was you telling me to push. The whole time you was holding my hands and telling me that I could do it and the head is almost out and oh how much hair the baby has. When it was all said and done, you could not wait to hold the baby. You grabbed her and did not want to let her go. Then you starting telling me how much your hands was hurting from me squeezing them. Anyway when I got home, I remember you getting in your car everyday just to come to my house to give my baby a bath. "Ma" really, did you think me and my ma wasnt going to bath the child lol. Anyway we let you do it just cause you wanted to and I miss those days. Well I have a grandson of my own and I wish you was here to give him at least 1 or 2 baths.( I think I have given him enough baths for the both us though.) I hope I could be a special to my grandchild as you are to me. I miss everything about you such as the smoke smell in your room, the cursing out, the throwing things at me, the teaching me how to cook, the late night phone calls, just EVERYTHING.