Grace is Free

Yesterday morning around 8 am, Grace Christine Lester Marshall finally arrived Home. She went peacefully. Unnoticed, actually. A miracle in itself. The disease was horrific, but she weathered it with a calm strength. I was changed by watching her die these last months and days. She didn't struggle with the finality of her life -- she welcomed what it meant for her. I feel like I am the one who is left with the pain of it all -- the missing her. But her death has brought with it a new life for me. It's reminded me that today might be my last. I'm alone now at the kitchen table. Finally able to weep for her passing. Why I feel compelled to try to "pen" what I feel, I don't know. I've just been at an amazing blog. If you have a heart for deeper things -- you should check it out. It's www.aholyexperience.com. I've read a few posts today there that linked Grace with dying -- and I smiled for it -- knowing what she didn't. She spoke of her grandmother dying at 90 years old -- like mine. God's links are beyond any cyber link! Where will I go from here? I'm going to join the Gratitude Community there. Once a week, I will list 10 blessings I'm thankful for. You can join me here for my list. Or you can start your own. I want to live today like it were my last. I want to passionately pursue my Savior. All else will flow from that freely . . . like Grace.