Sunday, February 12, 2006

To everything there is a season

Grammie died Friday morning.

I have no adequate words of my own, so for now I'll borrow a few:

To everything there is a season
A time for every purpose under heaven
A time to be born, and a time to die...
A time to break down, and a time to build up
A time to weep, and a time to laugh
A time to mourn, and a time to dance...

That sums up where we are right now: sad, but joyful that we had her in our lives and that she's no longer suffering.

Proper elegy later, probably much later.


alanna said...

Dearest Bitty,

She was truly beautiful, your Grammie. May she rest in peace.

Love always,

Madame X said...

So sorry about your grandmother. What a wonderful photo.