Dear darling Laynie,
Thank you for bringing me to Jesus.
Thank you for showing and teaching us that normal is just a setting on the dryer.
You brought so much joy and love in your short time here
Mainly for your grandma. You made me look at my walk with Jesus, and realize I wasn't living the life I needed to be living. Because of you, I learned to pray without ceasing. God is in the miracle business, and He sent us you to understand that.
It's hard to make people understand the enormity of what your time here did. Just because we didn't have you 90 years doesn't mean your time on earth wasn't significant, because it was, it is.
Your mommy is still telling your story and changing lives everyday because of you. I still share your story and change lives everyday. You were a gift of the highest love from Jesus and you taught us all.
I rarely think about how old you would be, because we knew going in everyday was a gift. I think if everyone thought this way, this world would be a different place.
I hope people learned from you, If today was your last day, how would you want to spend it?
That's Laynie's gift to you. That's Laynie's gift to me.
The grandma that kissed her one million times in 29 months. The grandma that made her belly laugh because she knew exactly where to tickle/kiss her. The grandma that prayed for her every minute of every day and never stopped believing that God's plan for her was perfect. The grandma that misses her and thinks about her every day. The grandma that longs for heaven and home to be reunited with her someday. The grandma that fiercely loves Laynie's mom, and would do anything for her. The grandma that sees Laynie in her little ornery brothers.
The life that goes on, even though a piece of your heart is in heaven.
Happy heavenly birthday, Laynie Hope.
Your Lolly loves you so.
