The Air I Breathe: November 2016

Nini and Dasah

Nini and Sophie

Today marks our Dasah Brielle Dennis' second birthday in heaven. Oh how we still think of her and miss her, my second granddaughter. She came with sounds and bubbles and so much chubby cheek sweetness. She came to us November 13, 2014 and spent 12 amazing hours in all of our arms.

I wrote this poem last spring, but felt like now was the time to share it with Lindsey and Kevin and my family. I have had many thoughts about how grandmas grieve. We step into not only the loss of a child, and all the grandma moments we are going to miss, but we also step into the emotions of our children's own deep loss as we watch them go through something we want to protect them from, but can only pray them through. I hope to have some more thoughts in the future for grandmas who grieve for the losses their children experience. But for now, I just want to share this poem. It was written in honor and reflection of our beautiful granddaughters, Sophia Kyla and Dasah Brielle Dennis.

How Grandmas Grieve

We make outfits

We have showers

We make blankies

We send flowers.

We write notes

Make calls and text

And wonder what

The Lord has next.

We pray daily

We cry often

Remembering