Monday, July 6, 2020
Summers at grandma Mousaw's house hold some of the fondest memories I will ever know. When I was very young I would help her bag at the Ames store, help her in the garden and sit on the tire swing overlooking the lake across the street. Living in Arizona I am sad my kids never got the chance to experience the wonderful grandma that I knew growing up, but always felt blessed that she had such great grandkids around her to help and surround her with love. Based upon her faith in the Lord Jesus I know that her passing isn't forever, but our time in heaven will be when we get to see each other again.
I love and miss you grandma. Love, Angel
