Thank Heavens for the Knowledge We Have

My sweet great-grandmother passed away this morning. We have been expecting her to go for sometime but the reality of this time is sort of surreal to me. I am not sad but happy which is something that is not normal to say in a time of mourning. I am sad to think about the woman she was, the strong quiet woman with the sweet closed mouth smile. Hugging her frail body when we were able to see her. To hear her talk of her family and about grandpa the few times that she did. To see her testimony of eternal family running around the camp grounds of Utah. Being able to watch the tears flow from her eyes while I watched her hold my daughter, the product of 5 generations of good women. To hear her call her a little rugrat as Oaklee lay in her lap. I love this woman. I am so happy to think about the homecoming that she received. Being once again united with her sweet heart, her sons, our dear Savior, and our Father in Heaven. Seeing her parents and family members of the past. Seeing the great prophets, Adam, Noah, Nephi, Joseph. What a blessing we have been given to know the truth and to live it. I love family and I greatly look forward, without fear, to the time I will be reunited with this incredible woman.