My precious grandma went to be with Jesus this morning. My heart hurts thinking about her not being here but I am comforted in knowing she is with her Heavenly Father now. I will always remember her love for the Lord, how she loved my grandad, putting her family first, picking me up everyday from elementary school and taking me for "after school" snacks (donuts and tcby to name a few), her singing and dancing, watching her hold Griffin and Hudson, and how she always told me "you're part mine you know." Although grandma was an amazing woman in so many ways, that is not why I have hope, because I know that's not the reason she is in the presence of our Savior. My hope lies in that I know grandma was a follower of Jesus Christ, who paid for our sins on the cross and I know Jesus greeted her with open arms saying "well done, good and faithful servant." I am blessed.