My Hubs' grandfather passed away last night.
It was a blessing to be sure. The gentle man was 93 years old. I don't have many recent pictures and didn't know him as well because they live far away. I think I saw him maybe five times throughout our marriage. But his memory and life are a testament to those who knew him. Check out this and this, written by his granddaughter, my sister-in-law. They are poetic, very well-written homages to this man who lived many a story, that we loved to hear.
We are glad to know this soul is in heaven now. I'll be taking a bloggy break as we spend time with family.
Happy Easter, in advance. Thank the Lord for the knowledge that this life is not final, that because of His greatest gift, we can have hope for an eternal life.