My grandmother joined family on the other side of the veil this morning. At 4:15 she left peacefully in her sleep. I am surprised I'm not taking this as hard as I thought I might. Maybe it is because I have had a bit over a week to prepare myself. Perhaps it has not yet sunk in. There is comfort in knowing she is no longer struggling, that she is at peace.

Last week I morned her before she was gone. There is no doubt in my heart I will be able to see her again. With that knowledge comes the fact that I will have the chance to know her better.

I am making the day a light one. Reminiscing. Pondering. Praying. Comfort in knowing there is a life after this one, in fact this life is only a season in the eternal perspective.