My Grandma died during these last few months of blog boredom. She has been fading for a few years now but had been fending it off. After a final heart attack she was sent home on hospice care to be with her family until the end....during the first few days of being home she told us that she was waiting until her 90th birthday. She died the day before because we think she decided it would be more fun to celebrate with her son, Larry, and her sisters instead. Up there she could dance and eat cake and REALLY celebrate! It was really hard to see her suffering and in the state between life and death for so many days. Grandma was very prim and proper and didn't like being seen without her hair in place and stockings on. She was an old school thinker, dancer and performer. She was fiesty and adventurous in her own right. I miss her lots and was reminded of that today when I went to go clean Grandpa's house and noticed he still has her old hair pins and perfume bottles sitting on her vanity. We are so grateful for her courage in accepting the message from 2 young 19 year old boys and being baptized in the church so that we can have the peace that we will see her again!
My kids in the "RV". It was a fun trip for them and the first time they have had any experience with death. The glove lesson has been taught by each one of them at FHE since then, it is now their favorite to teach about the resurrection with the purple glove!