Recently, my grandmother's health has declined. Last spring she had a couple stokes. Not huge, but enough of a hurdle to slow her down and prevent her from visiting in the summer. Just over a week ago she had a big one. She is currently struggling to re-learn how to walk, talk, feed herself, etc. She is struggling with her memory... especially short term memory. She is struggling.
I have been trying for a week to put into words some sort of tribute to this amazing lady, but each time I sit down to type, I am overwhelmed with emotion and find myself at a loss for words. So... I will just say this:
This is my Babi (or Ludmila for those of you that aren't lucky enough to be related):
I love her. She is an inspiring woman. She is my mother's mom. My mother's name-sake. My grandmother. The only great-grandmother that my children ever got to know. I am so SO insanely grateful that they know her.
