Everyone called her "Dottie."
And we shared grandkids.
She was the "other" grandma.
We shared a room when we
Connected at Amish country and
Explored the back roads and our
Favorite shops.
And we shared the same love for
Jesus.
We were soul sisters.
My daughter took Dottie to Costco last
Friday and, today, three days later, she's
Gone, struck down by a stroke.
I'm so glad my son-in-law was
With her when Jesus whispered,
"Dottie, it's time to go Home."
Now I share grief with her 5 sons and
Their families who so faithfully tended
To their mother's needs.
They were amazing.
I look back at Dottie's fortitude and
Faith during widowhood and difficult
Physical afflictions.
One of her sons said she was "tough."
(She needed to be, to raise 5 boys. :-))
And I look forward to sharing glory, upon
Glory, upon glory with my friend who
Shares my name.