Sorry for your loss, CHAZ. What you posted is a great honor to her. I was lucky to have two grandmothers like that in my life. One, and my grandfather, lived just across the field from us. As a kid I walked over there and ate supper with them every Friday night. When I went off to college, and would return for the weekend, she would tell me every Sunday morning at church to remember to stop by her house on the way back to school to pick up some fresh baked cookies. Small wonder I came home almost every weekend.
"Precious memories, how they linger, how they ever flood my soul.....
In the stillness of the midnight, precious sacred scenes unfold."
May God bless you and your family during this time of separation.
SRH
