I have been a bit of a slacker. I have totally passed by an important event in time and history.
My Grandma's birthday was on Dec. 25, yep, a little Chirstmas baby. And I wanted to post a few thoughts I was having about my Grandma.

When I think about my Grandma, one of the images that comes to mind is the temple.
My Grandma is always happy and upbeat. She never yells, she always give hugs, and she always makes you feel important and special. My Grandma has a very strong testimony of the Gospel and has laid a very strong foundation of love, and dedication of the Gospel for herself and her family. She has dealt with and is still dealing with many issues in her life, yet to spend time with her or be with her, you wouldn't know it. My Grandma has been a temple worker, and now continues to attend the temple many hours per week. There has never, ever been a question in my mind, throughout my whole life, as to where my Grandma stands in her beliefs and where her loyalty lies. She has great integrity and dedication to the Gospel and to her family.
I love my Grandma and I want her to know that I am grateful for her example, strong faith, and love.




