Monday, May 27, 2013
My dear Taylor finished his fight unexpectedly this morning and is home with Jesus. He battled with kidney disease until about 2-3 weeks ago when his kidneys were removed. Even though my son was found to be a match as far as kidney donor, apparently his little 5-year-old body wasn't up to waiting until surgery. He was complaining that his stomach hurt Saturday at a family get-together, then again yesterday when he went with his family to the zoo. I wonder now if it was something besides his stomach that hurt. He will always be first grandson, my little Bud Boy. My grief will go on for a while but I KNOW I will see him again one day. And when I do, I look forward to hearing again the last words he said to me Saturday - "Love you, Grandma"!