We all bow our heads in prayer and grab the person next to us hand. This is how I was raised, we would all meet up at my Grandmothers house and eat and play. I miss my Grandmother but I do know that I cherished her while she was here.
I'm going to share with you guys how I felt about my Grandmother. She was so gentle to me, so fragile a sweet talking lady. She always loved to hear the younger children singing and quoting bible verses. We went to the Church right down the street from my Grandmother on the same street. I was in the choir. I sang my songs and cried after singing songs that held so deeply to my heart. I love my Grandmother she was an awesome lady. In my eyes I have always looked at her like a role model when it comes to being a woman and wife.
I just need to learn to let her be free. I sit in my car and pray, lay in my bed and pray, I take a shower and pray. I pray for my family hopefully God will mend the pieces to my broken heart. I miss talking to you from Florida!
Sincerely,
Keyrion D. Williams
I love this! I love my Granny just the same. She has so much wisdom; and yes, their touch, their presence is GENTLE!
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