Waaay over in Beulah

This past Tuesday marked the one year anniversary of my Granny's death. On the one side, I can't believe it's been a year already...it seems like it happened just yesterday. And on the other side...it feels like it was a lifetime ago. 


It has definitely been strange, especially on holidays. There are still times when I say to myself, "wait until I tell Granny this". Then I remember she's gone. If there's anything that I've learned in this last year, it's that grieving is a process and that everyone grieves differently. 


Just the other day, I was cleaning out my closet and I found a journal that the grief counselor recommended I start. As I read back over it, I was amazed at the rawness of my grief and amazed at how far I've come since then. One of my favorite scripture verses is Psalm 147:3. It says, "He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds." 


As I have gone step by step through the grieving process, I have not walked alone. I have been so aware of the presence of Jesus and that has made all the difference in the world. I'm also so grateful for my closest friends who checked on me, listened to me, and prayed for me and with me. 


I miss my Granny still and there isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of her, but I'm 100% sure that she is with Jesus...pain free...cancer free...and looking down on us with us a smile! She's walkin' in that New Jerusalem!