We were leaving the home where my Grandma lived, piling into the mini-van in comfortable chaos. Above the noise, I heard Koby speaking, “Mommy.” Making sure everyone was buckled up, I turned to him as we pulled out of the parking lot. Driving away from Grandma. Unaware of time’s relentless march, and that we had…Read more »
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Goodnight, Grandma
Dear Jesus, I’m writing You a letter because today, I really wanted some extra time with my Grandma. I wanted one more chance to sit near her, surrounded by her great cloud of witnesses. In a busy world, there is this nagging ache of loneliness that never really goes away. Yet, in those times gathered around Grandma,…Read more »