My daughter Jody made this beautiful tribute collage for momma tonight. It's tough watching my kids struggle over their grandmother's sudden death. They're reaching deep into their memories, digging into old photos, doing a lot of soul searching and realizing their mortality. Cancer is such a horrible disease and death is so unfair, but it exists as a means to an end of a life passing through to it's ultimate destination. Glory. Heavenly peace. Being reunited with the rest of the family that's gone before you as a whole person free of flaws and never wanting or needing anything because you're completely fulfilled. We can only imagine what that's like, but momma is already there. Are they able to peek in on us from time to time? What if they are? I'm pretty sure I have a team of angels that watches out for me, I'm pretty clumsy. 

"He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away." Revelation 21:4