My Gram...

My gram died this morning.
It's hard for me right now, so I'm just going to borrow Robin's words.
This is from her blog.

One of our favorite people in world went "home" today.

She lived a beautiful life. She loved lots and was loved by lots.

She gave till it hurt (literally). She served without complaint.

Today she's home. It hurts. It's hard to say good-bye.

Our recent visit with Gram. December 2008.

It's hard to believe that less than a year ago we spent three days at Disney together.

We're holding on to the memories.

There's an old hymn that frequently plays itself in the recesses of my mind. It goes something like this, "My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus blood and righteousness. I dare not trust the sweetest frame, but wholly trust in Jesus name." We're holding on to that hope.

Rest assured, Gram is with Jesus.