It has been nearly 3 weeks to the day since my grandma had a severe stroke.
She died early this morning.
This is the end that we knew would come, and it has come quickly.
For her life and for her witness, her stubborn roots and her legacy, her red-and-white checked curtains and her bright yellow bathroom, her marigolds and her rhubarb, for so many things that I cannot even articulate, I give thanks.
Thanks be to God.
8 comments:
Amen. Thanks be to God, indeed.
Oh...biggest hugs and many prayers.
May she rest in peace and rise in glory.
I'm sorry to read this. I know you will miss her very much.
"For we do not grieve as those who have no hope."
((pink shoes))
I'm praying for you, Pink Shoes. I still give thanks for my grandmother's marigolds, and she died in 1986.
(hugs.)
Peace be with you.
For your grandmother, and all our grandmothers, deep thanks to God.
Bless her. Bless you.
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