Two nights ago, my precious 91-year old Grandma Gladys flew home to heaven. She can see, move--she is no longer in pain and is in a better place. She was more than ready to go and see her Beloved Vic--and to see Jesus. Though we are happy she is in heaven--we are filled with sorrow because we miss her.
I see her in my home everywhere. Pictures she painted, baking pans and funny old cutlery, the beautiful four-poster bed in the guest room, and most of the things I have in the craft room... I think of her every day and will always think of her every day.
I can hear her laughter, I see her merry old eyes twinkling at me. She loved my family deeply--Dear little Grandma Gladys brought joy into our lives with her wisdom, bubbles, crafts and I smile over many hilarious memories. She was one of the most creative people I've ever met. I am grateful to have spent time with Grandma while her daughter was out of town a number of months ago. What a privilege to hear her stories, share her laughter and tend to her as she slept in her big easy chair. I am going to miss her--she was my friend.
Take a moment to cherish the people you love, my Friends. Life is short and each moment is a gift.
