On my drive home from church I witnessed the most beautiful sky. It seemed that the clouds were the whitest of whites and the sky was the bluest of blues. Against the green trees and grass it was so peaceful and beautiful. It just made me feel as though my grandmother was smiling just knowing that I was wearing her favorite bracelet. I love that kind of feeling! I miss talking to my Mama B, but I have no regrets of the life we had together. We shared some great memories and our stories are priceless. I hope that one day I will have grandchildren (or children) that can say the same thing about me! :)
And for the record.....I was not driving down the road when I took this picture. I pulled off of HWY 29 for a few minutes and took in the view.
Something beautiful, something good;
all my confusion, He understood;
all I had to offer Him--was brokenness and strife,
but He made something beautiful of my life

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