Today my thoughts are heavenward more than usual. Six years ago today, my Gram went to live with Jesus. I know I shouldn't shed tears because she is out of pain, and lives with Jesus. My heart misses her, though. My Gram and I were close. We could sit and laugh, enjoy God's scenery together, just sit and be still with each other, and we could also disagree, but still still love and respect each other.
I read this quote this morning....If nothing is going well, call your grandmother. I would. Gram didn't live here until I was an adult, but I called her a daily, and always when things were tough. She would listen, sympathize, tell me it was ok to cry, but to hold my chin up and not get brought down by what was going on. To this day, I still want to call her, to share good news, to talk through tough times, to just listen to her laugh.
I remember the first time I heard this song. It was the day before my Gram passed away. It was a new song, and they played it alot in two days of driving back and forth from Sandpoint to the hospital in Coeur d'Alene.
Today, my heart is homesick. I am happy I will see my Gram again. I am thankful we both have a Savior who allows us to be reunited with those we love.