Lately, Jon and I have talk more and more about marriage, and I started thinking about how she wouldn't be at my wedding. And she won't get to meet my future children, her great-grandchildren. I'll never get to hear her tell me she loves me again. And the most heartbreaking? I'll never get to hear her laugh again.
One of my favorite photos of me and my grandma, laughing, at her 93rd birthday party.