My momma's momma.
She is amazing. I could talk your ear off for hours about how wonderful she is.
I know that I am blessed that my children get to know her.
She is who I want to be when I grow up.
This lady can pray.
When she lifts up your prayers, the mountains move.
She'll be the first to tell you that she and Jesus talk daily.
I love my memories of her.
I smile ear to ear knowing that I am loved by her.
This year was the first year we haven't rushed to a hospital in a few years.
I am so thankful for her health and her love.
If I get just one ounce of her grace and spunk, I will be set for life.
What are your favorite holiday memories?
I'd love to read all about them!