A More Colourful Heaven!

My 95-year-old Grandmother passed away this morning – peacefully, according to my Aunt Annabelle who called to tell me the news. I was suddenly flooded with memories of a much younger Grandma. She was always smiling, always busy, and always treated me like I was the most important person in the world. She hugged with such intensity that I often went away feeling the after effects for days. And she cried. A lot. Heaven has become a very colourful place since Grandma’s arrival this morning! I have no doubt that she has already caught up with Grandpa, my Dad, and my Uncle Gord, not to mention her sisters, brothers, and friends.

Grandma, thank you for the legacy you have left us. We’ll see you in Glory one day!