F is for Family

My Gramma, Marie Martell, died last week, Sept. 8, 2011. She held on, despite not having eaten or taken her meds for the week prior, until my Mama and I arrived to say goodbye. She died an hour later.

To honor the life of this cute and feisty lady, our whole Family gathered at the church in Wishek, North Dakota. It's the first time the cousins had been together since my Grandpa passed away 24 years ago. Gramma was never one to travel far or wide but was always wherever her Family could be found. She would have been so happy to see us all together in one place.


I hope the smile that has been missing from your face in your latest days has found you again Gramma. I love you, I miss you. Rest in peace.