this is a picture of my grandmother. her name is Lucile, but we all called her "Mamacile."
this saintly woman is the one who took on the challenge of raising me and making me a half-way
decent human being. she passed away on friday at the age of 91. i got to be there and hold her hand when
she crossed over. it was a very peaceful moment. time seemed to stand still for a little while. i
wouldn't have missed that last opportunity to be with her for anything. we laid her to rest yesterday.
i went back to work today. i felt so tired, and i had this empty feeling inside. i miss my Mamacile
so much already. she always loved me and made me feel like i was somebody. i hope that somewhere
along the line, i can become a tenth as good a person as she was. she loved everyone and always
had a kind word. she exemplified the term "Christian." i guess that's why it was her time. her spirit had
simply gotten too big for her body. she had to go on to that next realm. i don't know why i'm posting this.
most of you who are reading this never even met this lady, but i'll tell you something. you missed out! there will
not be another one like her!