tears of death

i got news today that i didnt want to hear. a woman that means the world to me passed away. she was older, old enough to be my great grandmother probably. oh i love her so much. her heart was still so young, her body old and tired. when i was little she always would go out of her way to make sure i could go to vbs in the summer, she would come over to my house just to tell me that she loves me. the last time i saw her was when she was in the nursing home. i was telling her about the missions trip i was going on to ny. she was so excited and interested, you would have thought she was the one going. she told me to come see her again, and as tears fell down her face she told me to come talk to her about it after i got home. she quickly said...dont wait to long because the dr.'s said i am going home. now i regret the fact that i never took an hour of my time to go tell her about my trip. an hour. thats all she wanted. i can be so stingy sometimes. i tell everyone how i love to go to nursing homes to visit with people, which i do love doing...but man..i cant go to see somebody that really means something to me. she loved me in times of my life that i didnt even know how to love myself. she has a huge part of why i am saved today. she was a part of my story..she planted in my heart that little seed that somebody else watered and helped grow. ouch.