(Images: 2006-My College Graduation Weekend)
Dear Grandmother I call you Grandmother for you are that indeed. Grand since I can remember, your memories take the lead. Your classy, gentle and petite but bold and strong; able to move others along. Never one to hesitate and offer sound advice, I've always admired your willingness to be the first to speak and roll the dice. Lee and I have just begun our marriage dance but I sincerely hope to follow you and Granddad's adoring romance. And when I say my prayers at night, I ask God to bless and hold you tight. I would like to think I have a bit of you in me; to be half as Grand as you Grandmother would make me very happy.
I gave this poem to my grandmother last Summer when she took a turn for the worse. She finished her race and passed away yesterday.
2 Timothy 4:6-22