First of all, we were so lucky to have her living in the same city as all of us these past few months. We knew our time was special and limited, and especially of late that each day was a gift. This past weekend we could tell that she was especially tired and the stubborn fighter wasn't nearly as spunky as she once was.
Babi came over to our house for steak and lobster dinner on Thursday (10/16). We were cooking whole30 and having a celebratory meal before my Dad's surgery the next day. Four generations of men ALL needed hair cuts, so they went together to see Audrey. (That's Deda, Dad, Patrick and Cohen) I got to spend a precious few hours with my Babi alone. We looked at old photos even though she didn't remember them, we cried, and got to say our goodbyes. I remember thinking she knew something was up. She knew I needed some time to hold her hand.
If you have held on reading thus far, THIS is where it gets cool :-)
On Monday (10/20) Cohen had an especially challenging day. He didn't nap, went to the dentist, and was just 'off.' Jennifer and Patrick were over and we were entertaining a wild child before putting him in the bath a bit earlier than usual.
With absolutely no prompting from us he stopped playing in the bathtub and declared,
"Babi is going bye-bye."
I asked him where Babi was going...
"Babi is flying with the Eagles."
I grabbed my phone to try to get some of this on video, and you can hear me asking him where Babi is. By this point he is distracted again by his water toys, but I cannot tell you how special this moment was. After he went to bed, I told Patrick we were going to visit her the next morning. I just had this feeling.
She passed away around breakfast that next morning. I wonder if Eagles are Angels in a two-year-old's mind...
And finally, as we were gathering as a family and surrounding Babi yesterday, she made us all laugh once more. About a month ago, in typical Havlik-women fashion, we all went out for manicures. Babi had asked for bright orange and we were talking about our new iPhones, the cute Emma, and life. For whatever reason none of our phones would take pictures that day, so our nail tech (Anthony) snapped some shots of her with Laura and Emma to text to us later. Would you know that I forgot about the pictures?
Until I got a text message on my phone at 10 am yesterday. With this picture below.
Let me clarify. Anthony is NOT a friend with me on Facebook. He would have had NO IDEA that we had said our goodbyes yesterday morning.
Coincidence? I think Babi was just letting us know that she may be gone physically, but will always be there in spirit.
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