|surrounded by all of her grandchildren|
...and she was glowing, literally...
We posed the children around her where she was seated and as I gazed through the camera I noticed that she was lit up.
As she held her great grand babies, you could see her heart of gold lighting up her face but the sun was also shining and beaming brightly direct on Grandma's pants that were shaded in her favorite color, yellow, and her coordinating top.
It was as if God was aiming the sun directly upon her and allowing her to have a moment in the spotlight.
But really her life has been spent spreading God's light, His love, to those around her.
She became a nurse after her son was in a near fatal car accident that almost took his life. She prayed to God that if He would spare him, she would spend the rest of her life helping others.
God saved him and she kept her promise. She went back to night school to receive the diploma she never was able to get. She went to college and became a nurse in her early 50's.
She tells me that she loved nursing and with that being said, she has never really retired. She continues to give advice and cook up home-made chicken soup for us when we are sick.
She has lived a life bent low, serving those around her without even thinking twice.
She took care of her brother, brought him in to live with her and cared for him when he was sick...
Grandma's aging mother lived with her almost until the end...Grandma wouldn't have it any other way...
She never once went back on her oath to God, even in the valley of the shadow of death...
Her first husband, Grandpa Joe suffered with and eventually died from cancer...Grandma was there nursing and caring every step of the way...
Her second husband, Wally quickly passed last summer from cancer also...there she was holding his hand...
And just as she holds the hands of those she cares for, I know that the Lord is holding her hand, every step that she takes.
Grandma took a fall at her grand-daughters wedding in the beginning of March. She fell down a flight of stairs and we were all worried...scared that the worst was to come...
But our gracious God was holding onto her and Grandma didn't break a bone in her body...only her nose which really is cartilage...And even though she was badly bruised and took a few weeks to recover...she is doing great!
She grew up the only girl with five brothers and is a bit feisty to say the least!
She has seen a lot in her long lifetime and witnessed more than words can contain...
I once heard someone refer to the term "survivor" as "thriver" instead...and she is just that, a "THRIVER"
Grandma drives herself up to the salon at least twice a month to get her hair done and I cherish my visits with her. I let our talks soak in deep and hold them close to my heart. Her words are wise, 90 years wise!
Joe has so many fond memories of his precious Grandma. He collected a number of them and put them to a piece of paper for her.
And lately I have been holding onto each moment, each memory-to-be that I have with her.
I don't know if it's because I lost my grandma this past fall...she would have been 90 in January, they share the same birth year...
But we never know how much time we will have left with our loved ones.
Every moment shared...HOLD ON TO! ...don't let it slip away!
Live a life bent low reflecting the only true Light of the World where no darkness abides!
"When Jesus spoke again to the people, he said, 'I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life' " (John 8:12)
|Happy Birthday Grandma! May you continue to light up others!!|