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Grandma

A crown of white graces her head and 80 years line her face. She is mother to my mother, great-grandmother to my children and has been my loving grandmother for 36 years. She gives freely of all she has and lives on "enough" and no more. Her days are spent sharing talents with others, sharing service for friends, praying with anyone who asks...Her mouth is filled with praises to God and any open ear will hear about Jesus' love. She remembers the days when extravagances such as toys were scarce and she knows about contentment. She isn't afraid to tell you what she thinks because underneath her strong exterior, she has a tender heart toward all.

Not many 80 year old women will board a plane alone and fly across the country to see her great grandkids, but nothing stops my grandma. As long as she's alive, she'll be totally ALIVE.

Thank you Lord for a grandma who loves You first and foremost and also loves me and my family.


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Comments

Denise said…
Praying for your grandmother to be sweetly blessed all the days of her life my friend.
That is so sweet Heather! I hope my mom will be that way w/ my kids - always :) How blessed you are!!
lori said…
What a legacy you have in your midst!
I want to be 'just like her' when I am 80!!
I want to hop on that plane and visit my great grannies...
how awesome is that!!
peace!
lori
Aisling said…
That is somethign worth being truly thankful for.
Priscilla said…
I can barely see my keyboard for all of the tears. I too am blessed with an extraordinary grandmother. My grandmother fortunately lives just a couple of miles away. She is 82 and full of life!
Crystal said…
Sounds like an awesome legacy that she is creating for her family, you truly are blessed!
Thanks for stoppin by my blog last week!
Blessings
Ms. Kathleen said…
What a wonderful testimony and tribute to your Grandmother! Beautiful!
What a treaure you have! Beautifully written.
Unknown said…
Awesome post! I love your blog and your writing style. I've got you bookmarked!
Lisa said…
I am so thankful to the Lord for your thankfulness of your grandma. I was just telling my mom the other day what I wouldn't do to sit now with my grandmothers. They both passed when I was in high school--well before I had the mature to appreciate them. Even all these years later, and having never been close to them, I feel their absence. Treasure your Grandma. She is a gift!
TexasTanya said…
What a blessing it is to have a grandmother like that! I have one, too! :)
Vicki said…
That is so sweet! My own mother wouldn't drive to Atlanta, let alone get on a plane. (she had her phobic moments:-) Your grandma's a spunky lady:-) What love!
Anonymous said…
What an awesome, moving tribute to a godly woman. I'd like to be like her when I'm that age. You are indeed very truly blessed to have her in your family. Very blessed indeed.
Unknown said…
What a blessing to have such a sweet grandmother in your life!
Anonymous said…
Heather,

This post is so honoring of your Grandmother. Thank you for writing this. Hug her for me.

Praying that when I am a grandmother, I will be like her.

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