And my grandma… gosh. My grandma. My soul mate. Truly. We’re together in every life time cackling at the morbid and pointing out the obvious together. Her life was shaped too. I can tell. Its not going to help the brown nosing claims what im about to say - but i truly feel this way…. She is an embodiment of what christ is. And thats not claiming she is christ - the bible speaks of prophets, disciples, etc going through major struggles for a divine purpose , i hope if she knows anything .. her struggle saved me. Her wisdom kept me alive. Made me believe myself when i convinced myself to believe that i was anything but myself. Gosh. I hope to embody just half of that, I’m nowhere close to christ, she’s the next example of genuine love i know. And thats god to me - energy. Love. Like i said , thats my language.
