Today my precious grandmother Molly passed away at 92 years old. She was one of the most positive people I have ever met. I cannot remember her saying anything negative ever (this probably had a lot to do with her living so long). She was my last living grandparent. She also was my dad's mother so keep my daddy in your prayers this week.
I will always remember:
- Her playing cards with me for hours on end when I was little, even though she did not have to.
- Our sweet trips to get her hair done. In seminary, I had the privilege of taking her to get her hair done. She would tell me wonderful stories about her being one of the first women to graduate from the college of Charleston. She had some pretty amazing stories to tell.
- Her being there to watch me marry my prince.
- Her meeting my babies. She loved babies as much as I do (she had four of her own). She was so happy to kiss and love all over them.