I loved the way she'd take my hand and sandwich it between hers and give a little shake. Grinning at looking me right in the eye to say how happy she was to see me.
I believed her.
She spoke with a soft tone, always.
She oozed a kindness that was sincere.
She made the best fresh fried apple pies on earth. For real.
A living- breathing example of selflessness.
An example of hard work and perserverance.
A husband honoring wife.
A wonderful mother and encouraging grand-mother.
And this morning- she left her tired earthly body and joined her Jesus.
Because more than anything I know about her is that she sure loved her Jesus.
And I know He loved her too.
"Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His saints."
She was loved by so many and I'm so glad I was priviledged to love her back.
Until you sandwich our hands in heaven and tell us it's good to see us- you'll be greatly missed.
|"Mommy" and Larry|
Precious in the sight of the Lord, I'd bet on it.
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