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Remembering

Dear Grandma,

It’s been a year since you moved to Heaven. A year without a phone call, the sound of your laugh, talking politics, or sharing family news.

By now, you’ve walked with Jesus and sang with the angels. You’ve talked to Noah and discussed life with Peter.  Have you moved into your mansion yet? I prefer to think of it looking like the Green House and imagine you and Grandpa there living happily serving the Lord. Happiness is your only emotion and for that, I’m a little jealous. Laughing always came easy for us. I miss that a lot. I don’t feel like I’ve laughed enough this last year.

Life continues to move forward. Your great grand-kids are growing up. B is about to enter the teen years full force and there are moments when I could use your humor and wisdom to pull me back to the foot of the cross. J is still my little man, even though he is just a few years behind B,  and we only have one more year of elementary. He’s determined to try football and this mama’s heart isn’t ready for him to grow up, even if it is flag football.

I thought this parenting gig would be easier than it is, but you already knew I’d feel this way because you raised seven of your own. I can hear you laughing with me over the antics and then imagine how we’d pray because I’m worried about their hearts.  One day they will be parents to their own kids. Will I have prayed over them enough? Taught them the Word and encouraged them in their faith?

I’m told that one year in heaven is like a thousand days here. I yearn for the day when I cross through those pearly gates and see you waiting for me. In the meantime, I’ll express my thankfulness that I was blessed by such an amazing Grandma. One day I’ll be a grandma and because of your example, I’ll know that laughter and prayer are the keys to building a lasting relationship and a lifetime of memories.

Love,

Your Granddaughter

 

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My last visit with Grandma (Dec. 2016)

 

4 thoughts on “Remembering”

    1. I still get teary-eyed when I think of her. She is so missed, but I know she’s loving every minute of Heaven. I can just imagine her face when she saw Grandpa again. She was SO ready. Love you!

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