My nana finally went home to the Lord yesterday morning around 3:30am....yes, I was in Arkansas waking up to get to the airport.
I miss her already...
We were two hours ahead of my Cali family, so I had my alarm set at 5:00am...well it was a short sleep because we didn't get to bed till about 3am anyway...
Well, I woke up a little prior to my alarm going off by a little brush of air....I turned to look behind me to see if Breanna was up or Reg, but they were sound asleep. It was my nana...telling me that she was going home and that she is flying free. I didn't realize it was her until we touched down in Denver and I received the news when I called my mom. I immediately remember feeling that brush of air around 5 my time around 3 their time. It was her. I am okay with this because it was not a total surprise and I know where she is....and I will definitely see her again one day. I knew this day was coming, but it just came too fast. We were going to try and have Christmas early for her to have one last Christmas, but she was ready to go home.
Is it ironic that she waited for me to enjoy my trip to visit my dad and that wonderful retreat I went on a few weeks ago? Nana knew how excited I was about my retreat I was going on, because she knew I needed that time, and she really knew how excited we were to go to Arkansas to see my dad. So...it is ironic to me that she waited to go the day I would depart Arkansas. It happened so early in the morning so that I would not see her in the condition that remained.
I am TRULY TRULY blessed to have such wonderful memories of a strong black woman in my life. She grew up in the era of racism and such and had encountered to much as a child. She faced so much growing up but overcame. She gave birth to 5 children which only 3 are still here. From the 3 she has 4 grandchildren and 3 great grand children. I am so glad that she got to love all of us and especially happy that Breanna was able to have fun times with her. Bre may be too young to remember Nana, but there will be wonderful stories to tell her when she gets older.
Thanks you so much for all your constant prayers, thoughts and encouragement...it has been a short journey, but glad it was not prolonged.
With much love,
Patricia V. Jones
9 hours ago