Grandma and Friend

As many of you know my grandmother passed away April 22. She was 87 and still living in the house my grandfather built in 1960. I was fortunate enough to have family willing to fly me home for the funeral. It gave me time to be with family and have a time of closure. I am extremely grateful for the technology that exists today because I was able to talk with her frequently. I always loved to call her because of the excitement I would hear in her voice once I said it was Sarah. I knew it meant a lot to her that I would call all the way from Nicaragua. She always thought it was costing me an arm and leg, so she would never talk long, even though I would tell here I am calling from the computer and it is cheap. She was just happy enough hearing my voice and chatting a bit and so was I. I was close with my grandma. She was a women of God, who wholeheartedly searched after Him. I remember her saying when I was staying at her house, ¨This is the day the Lord has made and I will rejoice and be glad in it¨. No matter what the day brought she would rejoice in it.
It is funny the things you start to remember after a loved one dies. I have memories of playing dolls with her as a kid, spending the night in the camper when they visited us in Colorado, playing chicken scratch with her, the way I felt so comforted being in her house and with her, but most of all how much she loved me and all of her family and her devotion to God. There are times I still think she really can't be gone, but then I know she is gone from this earthly world. I do have hope though...I know I will be reunited with her again in heaven and what a glorious day it will be to be in the presence of my Lord and savior and to reunite with family I have deeply missed.