Heaven

Baking cakes always reminds me of my grandma's house.  That's where most of my cakes were made since most of them were for my son when he was little and we lived there then.  So, today I'd like to share about her.
She and I were always close.  When I was little, I vividly remember a time they were coming and I spent what seemed like hours waiting outside watching for their car to come down the street.  And, as I got older, I came to admire her for so many reasons.  She was loving and accepting and welcoming of all people.  She had faith and a love of God that made her believe things were always going to be ok- and made me believe things were going to be ok.  She made everyone around her feel as if they were special.  Really, words can't do justice to the person she was.  I could go on all day about her.  But, I'll just share one story.
Near the end of her life, I spent as much time with her as I could- taking care of her but also absorbing everything I could from her wisdom and stories.  She was most comfortable sleeping in her favorite recliner.  So, I slept in the same room in a hospital bed that was meant for her (but she didn't like it).  That way I could be right there if she needed anything.  So, one night I woke up hearing sounds from her.  I couldn't understand anything she was saying but she was definitely talking to someone.  And then, I heard very clearly, "I'm not ready yet!"  And, then nothing.
The next morning, when I brought her her breakfast, tea and toast with orange marmalade, she said to me "I had the craziest dream last night!"  We somehow got interrupted and we never got back to that conversation.  But, she did have the conversation with my mom.  She was walking down a long path.  As she kept walking, she noticed a bench up ahead.  The closer she got to the bench, she realized there was a man sitting on the bench.  An when she got there, it was my grandpa.  She asked him what he was doing there.  And, he replied, "I'm waiting for you.  You know, we always do everything together."
I believe the last gift my grandma gave her family was the assurance of heaven, and that when we get there, it will be a beautiful place where we will be greeted by our loved ones. 
Nehemiah 9:6
“You alone are the Lord. You made the skies and the heavens and all the stars. You made the earth and the seas and everything in them. You preserve them all, and the angels of heaven worship you.
Blessings,
Jennifer