This year has been tough for our family. We lost both of our grandmothers, 6 months apart. Death is hard for anyone at anytime in life. When it effects you, it hurts on such a different level. Losing my Granny in August was one of the toughest things I've experienced and am still working through. I miss her daily. To get the call in early January that my Honey was not going to make it through the week hit so hard. My first comment to my dad when he called at school was, "two in one year, thats not fair". Just being honest, but thats what I thought.
The beauty in their death is that I have NEVER met two women closer to God than those to. Devoted, faithful, loving, graceful and diligent are just a few of the words that come to my mind. How blessed are we to have had two women of God such as Granny and Honey praying for us throughout our lives. Granny always called Dusty my prince and man did she love he and his dad like they had been hers all along. My Honey could sit in her favorite chair and read scripture all day long and truly live it out. Amazing.
I miss them painfully, but I know they are healed and rejoicing with Jesus in heaven and at the end of my day, I have to rest in that hope!
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