Every time I ride by her house, I miss her. Her yard was perfect, the gravel neatly raked and the house was immaculate. I would knock on her back door and see her through the door window. She was always on the right side of the couch, her legs thrown sideways and when she would hear the knock she would lay the opened book on the middle cushion and come to open the door. Every time the door flew open I was greeted by two open arms. Hugs weren't optional. She would hug you so tight. And what was supposed to be a quick visit would turn into hours of talking. She had this way about her that made a reserved and sometimes quiet girl open up and talk. I miss those conversations. She had so much to offer and from her I gained so much. The most amazing thing was her witness. She always talked about her relationship with the Lord. She spent so much time in prayer and studying God's word. In the weeks prior to her death she would sometimes cry as she smiled telling of how God has been so good to her and how she feels his presences from the moment her eyes open each day. She would smile and point up saying, "He is my Redeemer." I am so thankful for the 16 years I knew her. There have been times I have thanked the Lord for giving me Corey just so I could know Billie Hardee. When she died last October, a week before Landry's birth, I was so sad because I needed more from her, and I wanted Cade, Cannon, and Landry to learn from her, to know her and to remember their Granny Hardee. I think Cade will remember. She was a blessing to us all.
Cade, Cannon and Landry at Granny Hardee's house.
Granny with Cade (2 1/2) and Cannon (6months).
1 comment:
That is so true. Everytime I was around her, she made you feel so special. She was a wonderful woman and I know you were so glad to have her in your life!
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