In Memoriam....

Today has been one year since my sweet Grandpa passed away. I felt like it would help me to you all about this man that I loved so much. Gary Morris was the best man I have ever known. I had an especially close relationship with him, I think, partly because I was the first Grandchild. He was and continues to be a great influence in my life. He always gave me encouragement and told me how much he loved me. I remember him always asking me if I was to old to give him a hug and a kiss. But, of course, I never was. I was not able to be there when he passed away, but I would have given anything to be able to give him one last hug. I do know that I will see him again, I know that he is happy and busy doing the Lord's work. I know that he is with Brian (my uncle, his son that passed away in 1999)and other loved ones. I can credit my Grandpa with helping me to learn the value of hard work. He was a brick mason and he use to have us clean old brick with hammers, and then stack them on pallets. He would then pay us with an official paycheck, just like the one's he paid his other employees with. I remember feeling so proud of myself when he handed me my check. It was my first experience with working and earning money. I called my Grandma today to check on her and see how she was doing. She said that she feels Grandpa's presence, and that she knows that he has helped her with decisions that she has had to make. I know this is true, I know that he is mindful of all us, still. I miss him dearly, but am glad that he was relieved of all the pain and suffering he had gone through. I look forward to the day when we will all be together as a "forever family". I am so thankful for the knowledge that I have of life after death. As my Grandma said tonight when I was talking to her.... "What would we do without the Gospel?"