So it looks like my Grandma is wrapping up her last days here on earth. And while we’ll be sad to see her go, she is 92 and has lived a wonderful life.
Last night we all joined her where she’s been staying at my aunt’s house. One of her favorite things is to have everyone sing for her. So we sat around and we enjoyed each others’ company and we ate and every once in a while someone would start singing an old gospel song or a hymn. And anyone who knew the words would join in. This is one of those times:
I think singing is a great thing to do in the face of death.