
In one of life's odd juxapositions, Brian's grandmother died the same day we visited the OB.
She lived to see all her grandchildren doing well, the births of two great-grandchildren, and last night we told her of our new bundle of joy. She lived to see her 60th wedding anniversary. Her life was good until the last couple of weeks and she died in peace.
As a nurse in Atlanta during WWII, she loved to spend time with the babies in the maternity ward. So, even though she was on death's door, I hope our news gave her some happiness.
We both loved her very much, and she even adopted Erin as another daughter early in our lives together. She's the last Smith child, her two surviving brothers died in 2004.
This is a photo of Mim and her beloved brother Ed. Grammy, rest in peace. Your 'goddie angel' should be carrying you to Heaven right about now.












