Saying Goodbye

I received the call early this morning. My grandmother, my last living grandparent passed away in her sleep this morning.
She had been losing strength for a couple of years but was so strong, 96 years strong.
I am glad to have gotten back home with B, even if he won't remember, I have the pictures of him and his great grandma together. She was so happy to have him sit with her. She would keep his picture in her room and always ask and tell people about his personality.

She was not sick, it was just her time.

I think the sweetest thing in the world was that she waited for my grandpa's birthday to pass.
Like she was going to surprise him or something...

I really would love to be back home with my family to gather for this last look back at her life.
I grew up with my grandparents just a few houses away.
I remember the days of strawberry pickin in her prized garden, sitting under the gumball trees on a hot summers day, she wasn't much for air conditioning. The big family gatherings always in grandma's backyard. The cakes, the cookies and pies. The crochet blankets, handmade toys and quilts we were always surprised with as children. Riding my bike down her hill after it had been freshly rocked for the summer and crashing. Her running to my rescue with antiseptic spray and band aids. She loved watching basketball and baseball. A game was always on. But I think what I loved the most was that old hi-fi playing the AM stations, of 40s music and news updates....or listening to a baseball game crackling over the speakers.
Things that just made time standstill. A flood of memories from my childhood come rushing back. Really making me think, wow, I can't believe the years have flown by.
Goodbye Grandma