I really don’t know how to start this. Life seemed just about perfect until last Thursday, and then things have just sort have come crashing down.
My grandma Shirley, the darling redhead, died instantly in a car accident. They were rear-ended by someone who had some kind of medical failure. (My grandpa is still in ICU, but he is healing). You can’t imagine how I miss her! She was so wonderful—one of my friends described her to another friend as ‘the grandma you wish was yours.’

We had her up for Thanksgiving, and the visit was perfect. She got to meet Peter, and we went shopping, rode bikes, she was able to ride Jake's ;-) (right), and of course she made an amazing meal, several actually. I even got to introduce her to my quizzing friends, who thought she was da bomb. And now I’ll never see her again, at least not for the rest of my earthly life.
The pain in incredible, I don’t remember ever crying so much in my life. Everything just feels numb.
And yet, even with all of this, God is so faithful, so wonderful. My dad’s mom was here visiting from Oregon when we learned of the news, and she was so wonderfully supportive while we were all falling apart; a quizzing friend's mom brought over an incredible, huge meal, I still don’t think we’ve eaten it all yet; and our pilot friend secured free tickets for all of us (10, ladies and gentlemen) to and from CO, all we have to pay is taxes!
Tickets to Colorado? Yes! That’s right! As much as everything hurts, we are all excited go back down there so soon! I don’t know exactly when we’re leaving-- it depends on the funeral, but please pray for us as we get ready to go. We may not all make it all on the same flight, which could get crazy, but hopefully everything will go smoothly.

I’ll always miss Grandma so much, her perkiness, beautiful smile, her sense of humor and perpetual busyness, and all the love she’d poured on me. It is so hard, but I know that things will get better soon.