I just got word that my beloved grandma, who is 100, is in her final days. Headed home to see her one last time. I wouldn’t have made it without her. She was more like a mother to me. As my uncle put it, “Talk about a life well lived. A beacon to us all. Smart, clever, and above all, always ready to laugh. Our loss is heaven's gain. And good for her for running the race right into the arms of Jesus!” 🤍