"It's okay, She's in Heaven with Jesus"

This past week in a half has probably been one of the most emotional times in my life. My sweet Grams went to be with Jesus early in the morning on March 26th. I did a post back on March 1st about my sweet Grams (Titled: A Wonderful Visit). I knew when I left Ardmore in February it would probably be the last time I saw her (I know it was the Lord preparing me). We all knew it was coming, when I was packing for Tulsa I brought some things that I knew we would need for a funeral. I am so thankful that Grams did not suffer and she went quickly. One of the stories my Paps told me about her last few days on earth is so AWESOME. She would say "Who are those people Charles? Do you hear that?" Paps said it was incredible experience because he knew she was hearing and seeing angels. Later on, Grams would say, "where did those people go?" There was never anyone there during those times. I know, Grams is whole, she is new and she is home again. We left to go to Tulsa on Thursday (March 24th)-stayed in KC and got to Tulsa on Friday (March 25th). We were scheduled to go to Ardmore on Sunday (March 27th). I got a call around 6:30 a.m. on Saturday (the 26th) that she had passed. I was an emotional wreck for days-I cried more than I knew I could and as I am typing this, I am getting teary eyed. My sweet innocent Harper would say "mommy, it's okay, she's in heaven with Jesus." She was so matter-of-fact about it. Like mom, get it together-why are you sad? She is with Jesus! Obviously I know my Grams is in heaven with Jesus but when my 4 year old daughter would say those words, it brought me more comfort than I imagined! My Grams was absolutely one of the most amazing people I have ever met...I am honored to have her as my grandmother. Peter flew into Tulsa Monday morning and we left to go to Ardmore. When we got to Ardmore, I went to the funeral home to say my "good-bye's" my emotional break-down kind of way. Monday evening was the viewing. I was so proud of my Paps. He was very strong. At one point, he was talking to someone and had to stop, I asked him "what's wrong?" and he said "I almost said, Betty is in there, go in and see her!" Ugh-talk about breaking my heart into a million and one pieces. He also said something (multiple times) that really got to me. Paps would say "look at her, isn't she the most beautiful woman you have ever seen?"He is just as much in love with her today as he was 63 years ago. She was such a beautiful lady on the inside as well as the outside! I love that my Paps still called her "shoogs" and that he still opened the car door for her. Grams could light up a room with her contagious grin. Grams was a fighter; even when she was extremely sick the last time we saw her, she wanted to be up and watching her great-grandchildren. She was also very stubborn but I appreciate that because that is something I am known for. I admired her tenacity to face obstacles as they came her way. She knew when she got the stage 4 bone and liver cancer that she did not want chemo or radiation. Grams was ready to go to heaven. The day of the service, we celebrated her life but we also grieved loosing our Grams. We all cried. I know I will see my Grams again and like the pastor said at her service, "she will be waiting for us. And she will be the first one to hug our neck when we get to heaven!" I will miss her laugh, her smile, her voice, her hugs, spending holidays with her and shopping with her.