My Grandma was one of my all-time favorite people ever. No matter what, she always knew just the right thing to say give me advice, make me laugh, or to ease even my biggest heartbreaks. These last 15 years without her have been full of so many things that I wish I could tell her, show her, and seek her advice on. There are so many times that I have longed to just rest in the comfort of one of her hugs. I know she would absolutely love and adore Patrick and Madeline. Right after we lost Joshua, I had a dream where I could see my Great Grandma holding Josh. I loved that image, but always thought it was strange that it wasn’t my Grandma Jones holding him. It was months later that Patrick told me he had had a similar dream, but in it he saw my Grandma Jones there in that hospital room standing right next to me. Suddenly, it all made sense. In that moment, my Grandma was too busy holding on to me to be holding our son too. I know my Grandma Jones is still with me. Close by, always looking out for me and my family. And today, on what would be her 98th birthday, I just wish I could tell her thank you.