To have my praying grannies. I remember meeting my Grandma Roush, my Mamas Mama. First things she told me was about her prayers for me. And how she knew I was coming home. Because she said she prayed me back in.
I might have been removed from my family physically. But was not removed from grandmas heart. Xoxo
To my grannies who I know are my Guardian angels. 💋