Joe
To those that read this. MamaJo, as we called her, was a literal angel among us. My great grandmother was our matriarch, our rock, and even in her time of illness she was the ties that binded us as a family together. MamaJo, I miss you so insanely much with every passing day. I think about you everyday. So much so that it's hard to believe it's been a year. I miss how you used to laugh, and say the sweetest things ever so softly. The way you yawned and said "Ho ho ho" and the way you said "I love you too" when I'd tell you for the 37th time that day. You'd never get annoyed. You always said it no matter how many times. And I knew you meant it the last time just as much as the first. My world has been forever changed because of you. My heart weeps knowing I can't hug you, take you to eat, or even watch Andy Griffith together anymore. I miss our lazy days on Aberdeen, and the car rides we used to take after church. I found some of your old linens yesterday and they still smelled of your Estee Lauder. I will never not be saddened by your loss. This last year has been tough, even more so knowing I can't share it with you. I miss you so much. I love you MamaJo. Please rest easy and keep my seat warm. And as you used to say, "Hold the fort down while I'm gone" I'm gonna need you to do the same till I get home to you. I'll say it again, and I'll say it till I'm your favorite shade of blue. I love you MamaJo. I always will. ❤️