Gladys

October 21st will mark the one year anniversary of the death of my grandmother. I still cry at church when we sing songs that she loved. I am not sure I know that she is gone yet. In some respects she will never be gone. I keep her close to my heart always wearing her wedding ring. While she was here on earth she never ever took it off her finger. As a child I did everything I could to get her to take it off but she said my grandpa put it on her finger and it was meant to stay there. I did talk her into moving it up as far as her finger nail once. Now it is mine.
After she died I was talking to my grandfather about her life. They had been married for sixty-eight years. As we sat and ate breakfast together I asked him about drinking his coffee without her in the morning and what he would do without her. As he sat with me, he said he never remembered her ever saying anything that she had to apologize for. Not to him or anyone they knew. He said he had said things he had to apologize for and wished he was more like her. I told him I had the same gift he had, talking first, apologizing later. We laughed.
I find the example of her life a great strength to me. I loved her deeply and miss her very much. She showed me Jesus in a way that shaped my life for eternity.
She was known as the cookie lady of Danbury. With every plate of cookies she and my grandfather delivered she talked about Jesus and how much he loved everyone. She kept the tract people in business always giving out the message of Jesus every where she went. I can still here her say, Jesus Loves you...and so do I!
I pray my life will honor her.