Uncle Mike and Julie told me you and mommy were at his house. I think you flew back from France for a week to renew your Visa. I know you asked mommy if "Grandma is dead". And you were told that I am far far away. In fact, you were just three houses away from me. If you had been able to walk out the door you would have seen the house where you lived with Grandma, coming up the stairs to watch "Cars" and "The Invincibles" and "Chicken Little" and play with the dump trucks and frontloaders. Didn't we have such fun using the frontloaders to move the poker chips into the dump trucks, then dump them out again and start over.
No - my sweet children, Grandma is not dead. She is always very close to you and thinks of you every single day of her life. Someday you will know that. And someday she will see you again. It won't take long until you know how to find me on the computer and we will talk every day until you know me again. I love you both and miss you so much.
Grandma Nici
