My grandma passed away last night. I miss her. I'm still trying to understand that she's not here anymore. She's always been here, so how can she not be here? I know she is in heaven, and whole and rejoicing. I will see her again. But for now, I miss her.
To break the news to my girls, I asked them to come sit with me on the couch so I could talk to them. Here's how the conversation went:
Me: Girls, Grandma Fisher went to heaven last night. She is with Jesus now.
Cutie: I'll miss her.
Sweetie: Why did you pause the TV?
Had to laugh at that one.