My Grandma LaWana

So tonight I was looking at my cousin Emily’s blog, and ironically a song began to play that brought tears to my eyes. It’s an older song that many of you may know titled “Holes in the Floor of Heaven”.

This past weekend as I traveled to Twin Falls and was able to visit the grave of my dear Grandma LaWana Sorensen. This is my mother’s mom, who passed away at a very young age due to colon cancer. She died before I was ever born, before my mom was ever married. Ironically however, I have always felt this divine connection with her. I have heard story after story from both my mother and aunt, of what an amazing woman she was. Although I have never physically seen her or felt her loving touch, I adore her with all of my heart.

As we traveled to Shoshone (where she is buried) my mom began reading entries from her journal. What an amazing woman. I am not surprised to see why so many people grew to love and admire her. Her life was full of service to those around her, full of love and adoration to her children and all those she came in contact with. I miss my Grandma LaWana so much and I know that she is always there for me through thick and thin. I’m sure she is keeping close tabs on all of her children and grandchildren through the “holes in the floor of heaven”. She truly is one of my heroes, and I have such a special place for her in my heart.

I am so grateful for the knowledge that I have, regarding life after death. I know that I will be able to see my grandmother again after my life here on this earth is through. I know that families are forever, and boy am I grateful for that!