The Blessed Mourner.
"Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted." Matthew 5:4 "Shout for joy, O heavens; rejoice, O earth; burst into song, O mountains! For the LORD comforts his people and will have compassion on his afflicted ones." Isaiah 49:13 These verses are a great help to me, especially lately. My great-grandma passed away on the 13th. She was my fifth relative to pass in the month of January over the years. My Granny was a special lady. I am so blessed to have had as much time with her as I did. Lately, all of my memories of Granny have come flooding back, and it's a sort of collage of memories and images in my head. When I close my eyes I see things like playing Racko, or eating applesauce, or my frustrated face as she taught me how to crochet. I see her fingers flying as she created an afghan for one of her 40+ descendents. I see things like my white knuckles against the dashboard as I hung on