Ruthie isn't doing too well and I fear that her time with us is coming to an end. She will be with you soon. The signs are all there. The catnaps throughout the day, the swollen legs, the low body temp. Ironically no fever. I really hate doctors for using that as a guideline for someone's health. She has phnemonia too. How do I explain death again to our girls. It is so unfair. We will never be over losing you and my heart aches every day for all the things we will not share with you ever.
I tell Georgie to visit her but people always think there will be more time. Sadly, there isn't. How is there ever enough time to have with someone you love. My dilema now is whether or not to bring them to the hospital to say goodbye. They saw grandma in the nursing home and I am glad for that. I wish that they could have said goodbye to you although you would have never wanted them to see you like that. God I wish I could see you again. I close my eyes and try to rember, I hold your shirt and try to smell the tiniest part of you but even that is almost gone now too.
I wish I could have said goodbye to you too but I thought you were getting better. I never knew pain like this ever and my girls are way too young to loose you. Nobody can come close to loving us as you did. Not even me. I hope that they will always remember you.