Bittersweet Day

This morning I got the call I had been expecting for weeks. My grandmother passed away. I am grieving because I am going to miss her, but I am rejoicing for her because she has been released from this world with all of it's pain and sorrow.

Lovely in Lavender

After I got the call this morning a poem sprung to mind. It's written by John Gillespie Magee and is about flight, but if you just look at the first and last lines of this poem it is very fitting to what my grandmother experienced this morning.

"Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth,... 

put out my hand and touched the face of God."