My Grandma Served Her Church for 50 Years Until They Gave Her Nothing When She Needed Them, Her Will Contained the Perfect Payback
When Eleanor passed away, her absence felt like the soft closing of a beloved book—not with anger, but with grace. Her funeral was bathed in warm sunlight, gentle and serene, much like she had been in life. There were no dark clouds or dramatic skies, just a golden stillness that had always followed her. She…