That's my Grandma.
Thoughtful, kind, polite, loving, witty, talented...the list could go on and on. She went to be with the Lord on Thanksgiving Day. It's not a total surprise, but it's still hard. She was 93, we moved her to the nursing home in February 2010. She had been at home until then, with help. This picture was from her birthday, in April. She looks so frail and had gotten even more so in the last couple of months. But her will was always strong!
Today, we have the funeral...while I'm so sad I cannot hug her neck, hear her say I love you, kiss and hug my boys, listen to her funny stories, I'm so happy she is enjoying her new home...Heaven I tell you! Praise the Lord for that, it brings about a Peace that our minds cannot comprehend...yes, that's the Peace of God that passes all understanding. Tears of sadness and joy are flowing from my eyes.
I lift my eyes up to the hills, where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, maker of Heaven and Earth.
Have a Beautiful day friends
I'm going to.