Because my grandmother was...
Thrifty, I tend to be careful with money
A reader, I have a voracious love of books
Joyful in all things, I have hope when the light seems dim
Comforting, I can still feel the reassurance of the Presence she trusted
A Prayer, I learned how to talk to God
a Beleiver, I learned that nothing, not the smallest most seemingly insignificant detail, goes unnoticed by our heavenly Father.
A Pray-ER, I didn't end up having cancer after all. Neither did Em(the second time).
A Pray-ER, my atheist Daddy was converted and is now a minister of her Lord.
Full of Faith, I know the answer will make itself apparent. No matter the circumstance.
Peaceful, I know there isn't anything that should disturb my serenity
Patient, I learned to wait with out complaining *too much*
Kind, I learned that treats like marashino cherries and buttered toast should never be in short supply.
Loving, she taught my Mama how to love well, and my soul expanded into one that can trust Him and believe His Grace is sufficient.
To know Grand'mama Honey was not just to love her, it was to BE loved by her. I am grateful to be an inheritor of her grace, love and peace. And a million other unmentioned things that were uniquely hers to bestow.
Angels came unexpectedly and escorted her home to heaven. That was a few weeks ago.
I am stumbling out of the fog now, beginning to recognize road signs to a new normal without her...