I consider myself very lucky to have had such a strong minded, stubborn, independent grandmother, in my life. You worked hard for not only yourself but for the care of Wanda. Your house was a playground for Trevor, Justin and I growing up. Even tho, at the time, I hated waking up early on Sunday mornings for church at Mt. Olive, I am thankful for the lessons and knowledge I gained by you forcing us to go. I have so many memories there and so many memories of you. I will hold those close to my heart as time passes and your loss grows older. I hope the peace you have found in Heaven is exactly like you imagined it. Knowing that you are now home and safe among Geneva, Eliza, and close friends Ive lost, and no longer in pain, make this adjustment so much easier to fathom. You will be missed, and I hope to see you again soon when my time comes. Rest In Peace sweet lady. I love you.