801-673-2296

That was home base for me when I was growing up.  We moved around pretty much constantly, but 801-673-2296 - that was Grandma and Grandpa's home number, and I knew that I was always
welcome there.Things do change - eventually, it changed over to a 435 prefix, but it was still a constant well into my third decade.

Nothing lasts forever, though.  I just got the phone call from my mother that I had been expecting/ dreading/hoping for.  I know that sounds strange, but for the last few years, my grandmother has been trapped in a haze of short-term memory loss, with one of the few conversations that kept coming up every 15 minutes or so being "I guess God doesn't want me".  It broke a little bit of my heart every time I heard it, and I was hoping for Grandma to know she was wanted, and loved, by the God she was so faithful to.  I hope she's going on to eternal glory with Grandpa - or at least a pleasant cottage where they can be together and get on each other's nerves enough to know that they love and are loved by each other. And I'm also dreading knowing that those of us here are going to be without her love for a little while.  But that's the way life is, I suppose.