Yesterday we attended a memorial service for my dear Nana.
I have an incredibly supportive family... loving and super-patient with all of my many pursuits, but my Nana played a unique role in my life.
She thought I was perfect. For my whole life she has been my biggest cheerleader.
Certainly, I was aware of my faults, but I am sure that her unwavering confidence in me and my abilities, however unfounded, has encouraged me to attempt goals that I might never have considered otherwise.
She never started her own business, wrote a book, invented anything, or was highlighted in a magazine article, but her life was still incredibly significant because she chose love.
She chose love.
She chose forgiveness.
She chose grace.
She chose to "not take into account a wrong suffered," (1 Cor. 13:5)
She rejoiced in the truth. (1 Cor. 13:6)
Oh, I know... she wasn't perfect any more than I am, but as I reflect on her life I realize that I too want to choose love, forgiveness and grace as I relate to my family.
What a legacy an "ordinary" life can leave, when lived with love as the predominant motivation.
The years, they pass *so* quickly. I want to choose love too.
Here's to choosing grace.
Here's to choosing love.
I'll let the following photos speak for themselves. I know that this post is photo-heavy, but as I sorted through photos that we used for the slide show at her memorial service, I felt compelled to include these~ there are so many memories attached to them for me. So humor me, ok?
"I have fought the good fight, I have finished the course, I have kept the faith;"
2 Tim. 4:7
May that be said of all of us.