We went to visit my grandmother's grave. It had been too long since, I had last visited. It was a beautiful day. Grandma shined her light on me as I gazed upon her grave. I heard a sweet sweet song play as the wind blew all around me.... Que Sera, Sera,Whatever will be, will be The future's not ours, to see Que Sera, Sera What will be, will be.
Josh and I've decided that we are to name our next daughter after her. At least her middle name-"Imma Jean" will be our daughters in honor of my grandma.
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