Granny
As I sit here listening to I Can Only Imagine, I think about how you have spent 24 days in heaven. 24 days that I have missed you. I wonder what you did when you saw God for the first time. If I had to bet, you put your hands together and brought them to your face and said ooohh. Thats what you did everytime you were suprised. I miss you terribly. There is not a day that goes by that I don't think of you. I never thought it would be this hard. I thought I had prepared myself for this time, because the you that was here wasn't the real you anymore. You didn't know me anymore. You were a stranger in your own world. I truly cherish every memory I have of you. As I sit here and cry, I know you are rejoicing and you are in the perfect presence of my Lord and would want me to be happy, it's just so hard to know that I will never get to hold your hand again or hear you say my name. The words keep playing in my head when I found out. My world disappeared as I burried my head in my hands, and at that moment I never felt more alone in this world. I watched as the men carelessly covered you up and closed your casket. They didn't know you, but they should have. You were awesome. You put up with way more than your fair share of troubles. But at the moment they closed and locked your casket, was the moment I realized I would never see you again on this earth, and a tear rolled down my cheek. I can't wait to see you in heaven, Granny. I miss you.