Sunday morning, half an hour after the sky had the turned gorgeous shades of yellow and orange and red, our beloved mother, grandmother, and great-grandmother quietly breathed her last and went to be with her Saviour whom she had loved for over eighty years.
She finished the race well and left us with an incredible legacy of love and faith.
I could not have been more blessed to have had such a wonderful and godly mother-in-law.
This coming Saturday we will remember and celebrate her life of ninety-eight years. Yes, we will grieve. Yes, we will miss her. Yes, there will be a huge hole in the fabric of our lives and in our family get-togethers.
But there is hope knowing she loved the Lord, and that death isn't the end but the beginning.
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