Lover passed away yesterday. My mom and I had both gone to the hospital right after work to be with her. Other family had visited throughout the day, and I don't think she was ever alone her last hours. On Wednesday, nearly all the family was there in the evening to be with her. I was able to tell her that she was finally going to be a great-grandma. I have looked forward to telling her that for years now; and in fact, the last true conversation I had with her a week or so before she went in the hospital, was about how she was excited for us and she knew we'd been waiting for a long time to become parents.
Even though she couldn't see them, I took the pictures with me yesterday to show her the pictures of the kids; trusting in faith that we would indeed be matched with them.
I love you, Lover and will miss you.