As I sit here looking at the title of this blog, I'm trying to find the words to say. Grandmother, my 1st Sunday School teacher, friend, Godly, faithful, strong, independent (a.k.a. stubborn), sense of humor, loving, giving, beautiful on the inside and out.....now gone to be with Jesus. Finally inheriting her eternal rewards. Reuniting with loved ones already there. (After calmly, but sternly asking the Good Lord why He made her wait so long before He called her home). I smile at knowing she is there, happy, healthy...but I weep for me and my family still here...without her. In my mind she should still be in her house, sitting in her rocking chair waiting for us to come visit. Waiting to give my kids her hidden stash of M&M's. Playing checkers with them. Oh such precious memories I have of such a dear woman. What a blessing I had, such a privilege to be able to say she was my Granny. Words can't even come close to expressing how much she is and will be missed. Just for one more hug, one more "I love you Granny" and to hear her reply "I love you too dear"...one more conversation....just to see her one more time...how my heart hurts...but only for me, not for her. I'm so happy she is restored in strength and has her new body. No more is she tired. No longer is she frail. No longer is she bound or confined to an earthly body. Now she's living in that heavenly mansion built just for her, walking on streets of gold, looking upon her Savior's face where time does not exist. Through my tears of sorrow, I rejoice for her knowing she is where she longed to be. I miss you Grandma.
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