The Circle of Life

My grandmother passed away last week. Her name was Virginia, aka "Jenny." She is the reason we gave Layla that middle name. It is amazing how life comes full circle. I was watching the parallel closely as my daughter came into the world, and my grandmother departed.

Layla looks like my grandmother. It was one of the first things I thought when I saw her, after observing how perfect she was. It was a little surreal welcoming her, realizing I would have to say goodbye to my Grandma very soon. Toward the end, Grandma resembled the state Layla was in, asleep most of the time, helpless and dependent on others...

I will miss my grandma so much. She was a meek, kind and loving person and I am so grateful I had the relationship with her that we shared.

More than anything, I am grateful she got to meet Layla. I am grateful she knows we named Layla after her. I am grateful to have a picture of my sweet grandmother giving my sweet daughter a kiss. Nothing could replace that.