I lost a dear Grandmother this week. I no longer have any grandparents living now. It certainly is a reminder of the passage of time and how fleeting a lifetime really is.
She was 95 years old. What a lucky granddaughter I am to have had TWO grandmothers live to be 95! Now that’s great genes.
She was a church pianist for many years and so I am. Maybe this is where I got my musical talent. She also made the best homemade apple pies and chicken and dumplings ever!
She will be missed here, but there’s no better place to spend the holidays than with the heavenly Father.
I’ll be back next week with some Thanksgiving inspiration. Hope you have a great weekend.