Its been two months since I've written here. Two months since Gram took her last breath a little after 9pm. She was surrounded by the entire family and died very quietly.....
The funeral was beautiful. It was everything she would've wanted. The white casket with pink accents, the video, the music, the flowers, the people. I felt a peace those first few days, knowing she was at rest.
But things have been different since then. I have many doubts about the things I've believed all my life. Is supernatural healing real for our times? I don't know anymore. The longer she's gone, the more these thoughts grow in my mind. I cry through church, but not for reasons I used to. Now it's because I feel bad for doubting so many things. I never thought this would be me. My prayer today is that I can very quickly get my mind back to a good place - a Godly place. I miss her.
