I have cried off and on throughout the day, but not from grief. My tears have come as I have thought of the people she has met once again, the overwhelming joy she must feel, and the picture of her singing and dancing today. She is free. She is healthy. She is young and vibrant.
I am so happy for her. In fact, there are not enough words to describe the joy. Way to go, Grandma. You're there.
For we do not grieve as those who have no hope...
I Thessalonians 4: 13