The Death Bell tolls again
My grandmother, quite possibly one of the most kindly woman in the world, died on monday September 10th, 2007 at 2:10pm. The funeral was held in Nacogdoches, TX and is was a small but touching affair.
My Grandmother was one of the people who imspired me to draw, to write, and to sing. She was an everpresent force of love and encouragement even when I believed that the entire world was against me. She always had time for anyone who needed help and had the deepest faith in God that I have ever known. I know that many of you know that my faith wavers and I go through periods of belief and periods of doubt, but when I was around her it seemed like there was a little piece of God's presence in the room. Despite having lost her I'm trying to stay strong and I ask for your thoughts and prayers to be directed towards my family, if not me, for at least a little while. And I thank-you if you do.
My Grandmother was one of the people who imspired me to draw, to write, and to sing. She was an everpresent force of love and encouragement even when I believed that the entire world was against me. She always had time for anyone who needed help and had the deepest faith in God that I have ever known. I know that many of you know that my faith wavers and I go through periods of belief and periods of doubt, but when I was around her it seemed like there was a little piece of God's presence in the room. Despite having lost her I'm trying to stay strong and I ask for your thoughts and prayers to be directed towards my family, if not me, for at least a little while. And I thank-you if you do.