My Grandma

I love my grandparents so much. But this post is about my Grandma. She married my Grandpa in the temple and then watched him leave for World War 2. She raised 5 children who are all active in the gospel. She taught 2nd grade for years and I even got to be in the school where she taught for 4 years. I loved the attention I got from her. She taught me to crochet. She taught me to make her potato salad. When The Doctor was going to school, he lived with them that summer and she made sure he always had plenty to eat. I love her.

And now she is dying. That is what the doctor said. She has cancer. Pancreatic cancer. Which has a median life span after diagnosis of 3-6 months. I can't even talk about it because I am so sad.

I know she has to die sometime. But why cancer? I hate this. I want her to live forever. And I know that after she goes, my Grandpa won't be far behind.

But I am so grateful for the gospel, and the knowledge that we will all be together after we die. I will only have to say goodbye for a short time.

I love you Grandma. Thank you for being such a wonderful example to me and to my husband and my children.