Eulogy For Grandmother

Hello everyone. I haven't posted in a while, I apologize. I've been having writer's block for the trillionth time, and these past 2 weeks were very emotional. Last week marks a year since my grandmother passed away. The main person who suffers is my mother. It all makes sense, my guelita was her best friend; They called each other every day, guela would visit often, and she helped the family in tremendous ways. This season of life has been very hard for her--I could tell that my mom is a lot more stressed out, she's not as energized as she used to be, and she feels alone. But when I look at my her, I don't see a hopeless loner, I see a champion. Even though this was the hardest trial she has ever gone through, God has granted her so much strength to endure each day. The Lord will sustain her as she continues to mourn. God knows her sobs, and he collects her tears in a bottle and records them in a book. Though she lost her best friend, The Lord desires to be her new intimate friend.

I can recall countless times when she simply gave because it was her delight. When my parents came back to PA, My grandmother helped them find an apartment-- By this time, my parents already had my older sister, my twin and I, and my brother. We struggled financially, but our grandmother came to the rescue, and blessed us. When I was in YWAM, she supported me. Whenever it was someone's birthday, she would get a cake and a gift of some sort-- it never failed. She was a helping hand in our home. She used to sell merchandise, and would let my siblings and I look through the goods and pick what we wanted because she told us she'd buy it for us. Our Wonder Woman Grandmother always thought of others above