Once upon a time there was a 17 year old girl, and she fell in love with a 27 year old soldier. Their love was something to behold. Together, they made a life with 4 beautiful children and umpteen grands and great grands..
Their love was an amazing thing to behold. He called her "Sug". She called him "Hon".He was quick to tell you that she was the greatest thing since sliced bread and she was his whole world. He was a quiet man of slate gray eyes, and he was her knight in shining armor, best friend, father of her children and her soul mate. She was social, loving, creative and for her, he was the only one.
Their love went beyond when he went home to be with the Lord. Their love was so strong, he would come to her in her dreams and comfort her. He came for three years after his passing. His last time, he danced her around the room and told her to remember he loved her more than anything, and he would be waiting for her.. just on the other side.
She went on, living and loving her family. Praying for her children and grands. Quilting and sewing, until she could no longer see or remember how.
I am praying that their love is strong enough. Strong enough that the soldier of 27, will come and get the spirit of that 17 year old girl and take her home. She has fought the good fight. With all my heart, I want to keep her, but not like this. So, it is with deep sorrow, but love for her.. my hope is that my Grandaddy will dance into your dreams Granma Granma and take you home. Home where I know that you will hear... "Well done thy good and faithful servant. Enter in.. Enter in."
Please keep my family in your thoughts and prayers, My grandmother has slipping into a semi conscious state. Please pray especially for my aunt who is the primary caretaker.