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Growing up with Grandma Vela.

Good morning, here we are at Monday again and on this Monday there is snow falling to the ground.  It doesn’t look like it’s going to stick. 

This past weekend was a long weekend and it started with thanksgiving. Thursday was a really great day of fellowship and hanging out.  Unfortunately this year thanksgiving was over shadowed by the rest of the weekend. On Saturday my Grandma passed on to see Jesus Christ.  It’s strange, to think she is no longer here.  She was such an amazing women of faith in all our lives and she will be missed so very much!! 

We loved her very much and she was instrumental, really she was, she has played the piano in her church for as long as I can remember and she sang and she taught us to sing and practice our instruments.  

Growing up with my Grandma Vela around was such a special thing, for me, for my brother and sister and cousins.  Grandma’s house was always full of fun and warmth, good Mexican food, lots of voices playing talking and snoring, laughing, maybe some arguing and disagreements. We played games and played pretend and ate thanksgiving dinners and played in the basement and the computer room and up the steep upstarts rooms and fell down the stairs. Lol =}  Grandma’s house was rich!!! So rich, with life, love, hope and faith.  

Grandma Vela was God’s example of a praying women to me.  Things she would say to me when I had something I was struggling with.  “Have you talked to God about that?” And “Well you should pray about it”,  “Make sure and spend some time in prayer”, “Just keep praying about it” ,
“God hears us when we pray”, “He wants us to come to him with our worries and fears” , “When we pray, somehow he helps us with our fears.” I could always count on her to remind me to keep the communication lines open with our Heavenly Father through prayer.  I hope and pray to continue in her praying footsteps.

It was an emotional weekend, I spent a lot of it crying, I know I haven’t finished crying about Grandma’s being gone yet. I know there is going to be a hole in my chest for the rest of my life here on earth,till I can see her again at our eternal home.  I look forward to that day, when both of our bodies are whole and new, I want to spend time with her fishing, and playing baseball, riding bikes and climbing trees.  I have a feeling she would love for us to do that together! Wow that will be a great time! I know she is already probably doing those things now, I hope she is! 


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