“I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived.” Marjorie Pay Hinckley
Grandma
I love you and will always remember your hugs and kisses and the lessons you have taught me.
1931-2012
Im so sorry for your loss, know that she is an angel in heaven watching you and she would be proud of the beautiful, graceful and kind hearted woman you are x
ReplyDeleteOh my heart breaks for you. I was in this same place in February and I still don't know how to deal.
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry for your loss