Lent came late this year and my beloved grandmother was hospitalized the day after Ash Wednesday.
Today she passed.
We are not a people made for death. It chafes and stings and exposes all our rawness. It brings all the brokenness of this life down heavy.
We are a people who long for wholeness and joy and wellness. We are a people who long for love overcoming all things. We are a people made for Easter. We are a people made for kingdom come.
So thank you grandma. Thank you for your faith and your hope and your example of peace. Thank you for introducing me to diet pepsi and new books and for our summer spending money. Thank you for always asking about my boyfriends and then my husband and then my babies. They loved you too. Thank you for your generous spirit and for all the times you choose joy. I meant to ask you about doubt but never got the chance. Thank you for helping save my faith anyway. Thank you for your love.
Eshet Chayil, go in peace and wholeness. Welcome home.
And till we meet again, I love you and I miss you.