This time ten years ago, I was a month away from giving birth to my son Theo. Sadly, this day ten years ago, my husband’s mother Bobbie passed away after a long struggle with many physical ailments. She had spent the better part of the last two years of her life bedridden and unable to enjoy moving around by herself, eating solid food or being outdoors. The timing of her passing, just one month before the arrival of her first and only grandchild, was heart-breaking, but it was good that she knew he was coming and his birth in mid-September helped to heal some of the pain of losing her and the sadness of the fact that Theo did not know either of his grandmothers.

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