The First Birthday Without You

This is a very late post and I wasn't sure I would ever share it, but I'm not as sensitive about my grandmother's passing as I was in December.

On my Grandmother's Facebook wall I wrote,

Yesterday was my 22nd birthday. I'm a little sorry you weren't here to celebrate it with us. Still, I can't be sad. You were always pushing me, and proud of me... in some way, I feel like you already knew what would become of me. You knew I would get accepted into a great school, get married, be in ministry, raise children, have Godly success overall. So much of that hasn't happened yet but I can see it in the near distance. I can't help but be thankful for having a grandmother who loved me with that whole 1/8th of her grandmother heart to help me know I can do anything I put my mind to, and it before the Lord. I don't have any proof that you can or can't watch us from wherever you are, but I believe you didn't leave us without knowing.

I will always love you Granny!

{Thinking about someone special}