These are the words my sister Samantha uttered as we walked out of Austin General Hospital Last night. Saying goodbye is always hard. Saying goodbye to someone you love is harder. Saying it to someone you won't see again in this Lifetime I think is the hardest.

Ruth Griffin, Nana Griffin, Nan, or whatever other loving name we gave her, was the person we, as a family said goodbye to last night.

At the ripe old age of 89, she is just ready to go. For years all she ever wanted to do was see her Jesus and I pray that she will be with her Lord (and her husband) and outta the pain that she is in.

To me, she has been the embodiment of what it means to be a Christian. Never ashamed to tell people that she loves the Lord with her heart and soul. Never ashamed to lecture us on how much Jesus loves us. :) Always there to listen and talk to anyone.

AS I spent my last year or so in Canada, I was always blessed with a letter from her every couple of weeks. She never knew what to write about (she would tell me in every letter) but would then fill ever little space in the letter with her writings.

To say that I'm going to cherish these letters are an understatement. They were a sign of someone that loved me with every bit of there fibre. One that i still wish i showed more in return.

I miss you Nan, I'm sorry I wasn't around more. I'm sorry I didn't spend more time with you. You were the only one that cared so much to come to my Grad. You loved me so much.

I just want you to know that you are loved with my whole heart.

And that I want to do you proud...

Your Grandson

Matt

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