My mom called yesterday and told me my Grandma passed away. We knew it was coming but it's still hard. The saddest part was that the boys had drawn some pictures for her over the weekend and I went to the post office Monday and over nighted them. Unfortunately, they didn't make it I believe that God let her see them though. My mom was going to take them to the funeral home to put in her casket. She ADORED my boys so that seems fitting. I'm struggling with guilt over not getting down to FL to see her before she passed. We were actually just talking over the weekend about how we could work it so that I could just fly down with Keaton but it's so hard with the boys' school and sports and DH's work. He works 12 and 24 hour shifts an hour away so it would be really hard to find someone to help with the kids. DH was able to swap some shifts so we can go down for the funeral though. I feel bad for the boys because they will miss their football games (the last one for Landon) but they're okay with it. They are looking forward to seeing our family, including my grandpa. He and my grandma were married 67 years so it will be hard to see him without her On top of everything, I'm supposed to O on Sat so don't know if this will be my month or not. Part of me wants to conceive even more because coming home from the funeral trip with a new life just seems like such a great tribute to my grandma. A way to find some happiness is a sad time.