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.
2 comments:
Dearest Bitty,
She was truly beautiful, your Grammie. May she rest in peace.
Love always,
Alanna
So sorry about your grandmother. What a wonderful photo.
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