My Grandma died last night.

My Grandma died last night.

She...

...so many memories...

She was beautiful

like stunning.

Her short white hair

styled just so

made me 

want to look just like her when I'm older.

She was

strong

proud

independent

loyal

and straight forward.

She spoke her mind

and moved on.

I'm sure she had week moments

I'm sure she cried

but I never saw it.

I only ever saw constant strength

and deep deep love.

All hard stuff swept together 

with all the easy stuff

and it was an inspiring monument of

the perfect life.

Not the perfect 

that came 

without flaws

but perfect

as in

I don't see the flaws

and it was the life 

I wouldn't have traded for any

other.

Mom,

I'm sorry for your loss. 

I know one day I'll have to experience it as well. 

But I don't even want to imagine it. 

I want those tears to wait till another day, 

which who knows 

may never come. 

Maybe the rest of us will all rise together 

and go join Grandma at Christ's return. 

I'm going to hope for that. 

She's in a better place. 

Really.

Life can be hard

and earth can be cruel.

God is the best One 

to handle our forever, 

and He's trustworthy. 

I love you

and I'm so very thankful 

you are my mom

and Grandma 

was my Grandma.

c Kim Damon