We buried my grandmother today. She lived a wonderful, long and prosperous life. She was the last of my grandparents and now they are all gone, but vividly living in our hearts and our memories.

She was here today and gone the next. I am so sad, but relieved that she didn’t linger or suffer.

She was making banana bread the day she died. There is dignity in dying that way. She was still making plans—still living. We should all be so blessed to live and die with such grace.

Her life was not always easy, she struggled and was tested in her 84 years. But she never broke character, always remaining faithful and certainly was an example of a life well lived.

Love to you, Maw Maw