I miss my grandmother, Memaw, so much :( My dad saw her as someone to visit, to check in on, to be responsible for. And that's great - he was a great son. I saw her as someone to cheer up, to love, to hold hands with, to lean on even. I miss leaning my head on hers. I miss her hands. I loved her so much - I told her my problems, my worries.
I have to believe that she's in a better place, where she can see and hear and be with my Papaw. Someplace where she isn't lonely. Oh please God, let that be true. Let her be happy now, and at peace. I lit candles for her - praying only that you bring her to a peaceful place - you chose to call her home. I know she was ready.
The priest said that she was someone that lived a life with Jesus Christ within her. So true.
I'll be glad when I don't cry so much for her.