I wish Heaven had Visiting hours......

So many things are changing in my life. 

I am 22 pounds lighter. 

I am stepping out side my box and flying to Missouri 

I am realizing I love nutrition 

I am loving my faith with God 

I am realizing what I want in life 

And yet.....I miss her. I miss her every day. Every hour. Every second. 

My grandmother was my rock and my support. I grew up spending every summer with her. I grew up thinking how lucky my children will be to have a great grandmother like her. 

November changed all of that. I watched her slowly slip away from me. I spent every lunch with her sitting in a hospital room watching her slowly not become herself. I knew she was dying and yet when the day came for God to gain an angel.....I lost it. 

For years my grandmother stated I saved her, I kept her around this long and now all of the sudden I couldn't save her. I couldn't keep her here. I wish I could still sit and talk to her but I feel like now she is pulling strings upstairs. 

I know she is guarding my every move. I know she is now truly my angel. I think she is my light in this dark world......still makes me wish that heaven had visiting hours.