On Saturday, November 25th, my grandmother passed away. She was 93. It wasn't totally unexpected... yet still very sad for all of us. She lived a good life. For 73 of those years, she was married to an amazing man... my grandfather. He died 3 years ago. I can't imagine how it must have been for my grandmother to be without her husband, lover, friend, and constant companion for the past 3 years... but she lived out those years with such grace.
The thought that comforts me most while I deal with the grief of losing my grandmother is knowing that my grandparents are together again... just as it had been for 73 years... and as it always should be. The two of them... side by side, arm in arm.
This thought makes me smile.