Yesterday, I attended the funeral of the grandmother of a friend. She was 92 years old, this Grandma, and was such a sweet person. She was always the first to open up the fridge, and offer something to eat... even if you had already told her you just ate. She was always hospitable, and cute as a button. She will be missed, I'm sure. I'm happy I had the chance to know her.
At the funeral, I was struck by the realization that this is the kind of legacy I'd like to leave. The Proverbs 31 kind, which is exactly how her grandson described her, while he officiated her funeral- he's the pastor of a church, now. The family that surrounded her is a testament to the kind of person she was. And this funeral was not the normal, sad, hopeless type. It was full of hope and happiness for the life to follow. And she made sure through communicating her wishes, that the life to follow was presented to each person there.
My thoughts and prayers are with the family, now, and in the days ahead.
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