Life and Death

If there's anything that I've learned throughout the course of my life, it's that life is very short. There are days that seem to last forever, months that never end. But there are always those moments in your life to remind you that this isn't a permanent thing. Tomorrow is never guaranteed and sometimes we have to be grateful for the day we are currently living.

I was very firmly reminded of this fact last night. It was a regular night at work when I get a phone call from my dad. He told me that my Grandma Pam passed away earlier that afternoon. She had been in the hospital, recovering from surgery, when she collapsed while taking her evening walk. They tried reviving her, and she never came back. This was a shock to my family and myself.

Grandma Pam was a lady I will never forget. When I was little, she would always sing to us. "I love you a bushel and a peck." And when I was a little bit older, she would pull out her makeup bag and allow us to give her makeovers. Although she always turned out looking like a clown, she would always make us feel special by telling us what a wonderful job we did. She would always sing at church full heartedly (even though it was loud and obnoxious at times). She had an amazing testimony of God and Jesus Christ.
And one of the biggest things that my Grandma did for me was take several months making my dream wedding dress. It was complicated for her at times, but she did a wonderful job.

As sad as I am about Grandma leaving, I have to be happy about a few things. Her husband, my Grandpa Ron, died in early 2014. I have to be happy because they are finally together again. My biological mom died in October 2000, and she got to be with her again too. The reunions in heaven must be very joyful right now. I love my Grandma, and I will miss her.

And just because I'm a huge Potterhead...

Happy Thursday, everyone.

Pamela Dee Whitlock Nelson
December 19, 1942 - February 3, 2016