I was lucky enough to spend many moments as a child with my grandma and grandpa Williams (Mamaw and Boompa). I was their first grandchild and their little busy bee (in fact my nickname was Do-Bee--from Romper Room). My grandfather passed away when I was 13. When I was 7 years old they took me to Spain to visit my Aunt Shelley and my uncle. I have had the picture of us right before we boarded the plane in my nightstand next to my bed for as long as I can remember. When Mike and I redecorated the bedroom, we moved things around and cleaned out drawers and reorganized and now I cant find it. I have been spending the last hour and a half looking for it. While looking in a small tote in the closet, for a brief moment a calm came over me and then I just burst into tears. Two minutes later, my dad called and told me my grandma had passed away. This would have been at the exact same moment. I believe God the Father, Jesus His Son and the Holy Spirit were with me at that moment that she was sending her soul to Heaven. I havent found the picture yet but I know I will when I need to the most and have an overwhelming feeling of missing her. RIP Grandma Mamaw. I love you with all my heart and I will see you someday again.
Posted on: Thu, 06 Nov 2014 02:29:21 +0000
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