My mother went home, yesterday.
She is finished with the cancer; no longer does her body have to fight.
She is whole, complete, healed, and with Jesus.
She’s with all the other saints who have gone before her: her parents and grandparents. She’s finally meeting all the relatives she’s done research on in her genealogy
I hope Daddy was right there with open arms, as well.
Suffice it to say, she’s having a good time right now.
Now, it’s just my sister and me….
We are going to make it.
We have each other.
“…weeping may stay for the night,
but rejoicing comes in the morning.” Ps.30:5b