A letter to Heaven

Dear Mawmaw,

Tomorrow marks 3 months since you made your departure into Heaven. Not a day goes by that I don't think about you or miss you tremendously. You were my "best buddy," my biggest fan, and my biggest source of encouragement. I am who I am because of the woman that you were. Thank you for living your life so that Jesus shined through you. So many others know Jesus because Jesus lived in YOU.

I often think of the moments we have shared together, and I'm so grateful that the majority of my childhood memories have you in them. There was never a time you weren't there for me. I loved swinging in the swing in your driveway with you....and singing "How Much is that Doggie in the Window?" I loved swimming in the kiddie pool in your backyard....or running in the sprinklers in your front yard. I loved coming to your house for lunch and eating the yummiest french fries (and hamburgers) with you (while watching The Price is Right! :) I loved it when we played card games....like Go Fish together. I loved sleeping over at your house, and waking up to a hot breakfast on the table, which normally included my favorite breakfast food: bacon. I loved it when I got to go to church with you on Sunday mornings....and I loved reaching for your hand, and holding it while the preacher delivered his message or while we sang hymns. I loved it when you said "That's my buddy!" And I'll never forget singing, "Jesus Loves Me" two nights before you went to be with Jesus. These are just a few moments we shared together....and I am holding onto these memories with everything I've got! You are forever a part of me.

I miss you. I miss your contagious laugh. I miss hearing your voice. I miss holding your hand. I miss the way you could light up any room that you entered with your presence. I miss your smile. I miss the way you used to clap your hands. I miss getting to see you every single day. I miss you, more than words can adequately express.

Thank you for caring about me, spoiling me, praying for me, and most importantly, loving me. I so badly wish you were still with us, but I'm grateful that you have entered into the Joy of your Maker. And I know that you are with me, just in a much different way. I thank God for the opportunity of having a grandmother like YOU. I thank God that you are now watching over us all. I thank God that we shared such an incredible relationship. I thank God for the time I had with you. And I thank God that we can hold onto the HOPE that we WILL see you again. Until then, I live to make you proud.

I love you,
Megan