Missing Nana

My maternal grandmother lost her battle with cancer yesterday.  She was the only one of my grandparents to see my children be born.  It's hard...hard to see my grandmother suffer, hard to watch my mom go through losing her mom, hard to watch my oldest child go through the death of a loved one (he gets it so much more now than he did with Elena - he was really too young to understand much with Elena), hard to miss my Nana.  I grew up knowing two of my Great-Grandmothers.  Both lived into my teenage years.  I am sad my kids won't get that.  I guess no matter when it happens, it's never long enough, but I still feel like we didn't have her long enough.  I love and miss you, Nana.  Until we meet again....