Grandma

Tonight from 5pm to 7pm, you could go see my Grandma Pat for the last time.  This time was different from any other time though.  This time, she was in a casket.

She lived 93 years.  93 years.  She lived a good life and really, there is much to celebrate about her life.  But man, oh man, I guess I wasn't prepared emotionally to see her lying there in her beautiful red suit with her freshly painted red nails, because I lost it.  I cried and cried and cried some more.  It was hard.  So very, very hard.  Tomorrow is the funeral, and I'm sure I'll cry even more.

It was tough. Oh Father, I pray that she truly had a relationship with You and truly had surrendered her life to You.  I pray that she is rejoicing in Your Presence in her new body and just dancing in the streets of heaven, her spunk shining through.

I love you, Grandma, and I will miss you!!