Prayer warrior!

The last blog I wrote was about enjoying every day as if it was your last. My grandma did just that. She died peacefully in her sleep on Tuesday night. That is how she wanted to die and I am so grateful I did not have to see her die in pain. It was an unexpected death and I miss her dearly. I knew she was always there for me, always. She had so many stories to share, loved a cup of weak black tea and watched every tennis tournament that she could. 

She prayed for everyone in her family every single day. She was a prayer warrior and that has meant so much to me over the last couple of years.

Grandma was on a fair dose of pain relief due to some ailments that effected her mobility and a few other things but the last time I saw and spoke to her she was bright and bubbly. I always found it funny how grandma and I could have conversations with each other about our ridiculously long waiting times to see Dr.s and what medications we were on.

I love my Grandma and I know that she is in heaven. She is able to rest in peace but I know that she is also having a blast up there.

I love you Grandma!