My Grandma

I remember as a small child spending summers with my Grandma. We would rent movies, go to the mall, and just hang out. When I think of my child hood memories that is what I think of. I think of her, Granny, and their love and dedication to me. When I would go home or they would leave after a trip I would cry because I would miss them so much. She would always take me shopping as far back as I can remember. She loved buying for me and it made her feel good. My Grandma was like a mother to me. She was the one person in my life I could always count on…always. She was always there to listen any time day or night that I would call. She may not always tell me what I wanted to hear as she was a straight shooter, but she always had a way of making me feel better. My Grandma was the best person in my life. She never got mad at me, she never stopped talking to me, and she was always there for me. I am so grateful God gave her to me for so many years. I am glad she got to see my become Catholic, get married, and have children. I am glad I got to make her proud. I will watch my Grandmother be buried today knowing she knew how much she meant to me and how much I loved her as I knew the same from her. I will miss her so much.

God saw she was getting tired and a cure was not to be.
So He put His arms around her and whispered, "Come with Me".

With tear-filled eyes we watched her suffer and fade away.
Although we loved her deeply, we could not make her stay.

A heart stopped beating, hard-working hands put to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us He only takes the best

I love you Grandma. Thank you for being my rock. Thank you for everything. I pray you help me get passed losing you and I pray you watch over my family.

Until we meet again, peace be with you.

Amber