The winds of time and change blow across our lives daily.  Oftentimes the changes are so small that they are imperceivable…but, then, there are the changes that hit hard and fast.  Yes, my sweet momma, Kay, had reached 96 years of life.  But, as cruelly as osteoporosis had bent her back, she was still strong and moving with the help of her walker… cooking, cleaning, doing laundry, and anything else her body permitted her to do.  She was tiring out faster, yes.  She was getting more forgetful, yes.  But, she was strong for her age, still riding her recumbant bike most days for 30-45 minutes.  (On very low tension, but, still!) 

As hard as it was to watch her suffer so much, we know that all is forgotten because she is in the very presence of her Lord and Savior.  She is right where she has longed to be for many years.  Mom is standing tall, running, playing, serving and worshipping her Savior face to face.  She has been reunited with her dear family and friends that had gone before her.  Oh, how glorious!