Soaring . . .

Tonight I watched my sweet mother-in-law take some of her final breathes in mortality. I find myself this evening grateful for a myriad of things. I am grateful that I got to share in this part of her life. I am grateful for the family she raised, they are truly my best friends. I am grateful to have watched her and Dad at the end; the compassion, the tenderness, the eternal companionship. I am grateful for her testimony that she was bearing even at the end. I am grateful for a Savior who broke the bonds of death, who denied the grave it's claim and rose from the tomb, for He made it possible for me to let go. And even though my mortal body is grieving this most poignant loss, my spirit tonight is soaring at the very thought of her reunion with her Mom and Dad, her many sweet pioneer friends and her catching up with her two beautiful granddaughters. As sad as I am that her physical presence is no longer with me, that is how much happiness she brought to those who were waiting for her on the other side.
We grieve deeply because we love deeply.
Farewell Mom . . . for now.