It's been 4 days since my sweet Grammy passed away. I miss her so much already. I didn't get to see her much before she passed, and now it seems like forever since I saw her just 4 days ago. My grammy is my hero. She endured the most unbelievable trials, and did so graciously. She served others like I have never seen anyone do, even to the point of exhaustion. My Grammy didn't know what to do with herself if she wasn't serving someone. If I can ever become as kind, thoughtful, patient, and faithful as my Grammy, I will be just fine. She told me that she was scared the day before she died, and I tried to assure her that she had NOTHING to be scared of. I know that she is more alive now than she was during this last 2 weeks, and she can watch out for me even more than she did here on Earth.
It makes me sad to think that my sons will not be able to be taught at her knee, but that will just be up to me to remember all she taught me, and pass that on to them. I hope that I can do justice to her wisdom.
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