I love You, I miss you, I will see you again.
My grandmother was more than just a second mother. She was my mentor, my role model , my friend .. My BEST friend at least until Brittny cameinto my life she was my sweetie pie and I was her chocolate chip. She was my mom mom
And while she battled sickness and spent many days in pain, a fight that many of us would not have been able to stomach or ever imagine she won the war by claiming the victory daily.
I sat by my grandmothers bed side a many night and while singing and laughing and reminiscing on all of the great moments we had with each other she held on to the faith just like Jacob saying I won't Let go father until you bless me.
She constantly looked toward the hills which her help stood on and He came and relieved her of pain and suffering on May 21stin my arms. While confused hurt empty I stand here to rejoice because as she held me so many times in her arms what better way could The Lord return the favor and allow me to hold her as she took her last earthly breath.
I can remember my grandmother wrote on a piece of paper a long time ago while I was still in school ready to quit and throw in the towel (Don't ever give up) Isaiah 40:31 But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.
She waited on the Lord and him alone. Delores Hunts names will live on for ever. She was a wife, a mother, grandmother, a sister an aunt a mentor a teacher a lover a virtuous woman. So Mom Mom while we wait for the day to see you again we will do everything in our power to walk in the divine purpose the Lord has given to us through you.