i’ve been having a hard time adjusting to life without my grandma these past 12 days. and today takes another toll. twenty years ago today, on July 14, 2003, my brother Matthew went Home to Jesus. i never had the chance to meet him, which gives me a weird way to grieve him. but, from all that i know about him, i know that he and i would’ve had an amazing bond together. i know that he and i would feel like we had our own secret club since we have the same initials, look strongly alike, and have cool birthdays (3/3, 5/5) unlike Gretchen’s weird 12/11 😂💙. i know us three siblings would have the best relationships with each other, making our friends jealous that we have our siblings as our best friends. today is the first anniversary of Matthew’s Home-going where my grandma isn’t here to remember with us. instead, she is now holding his hand in Heaven, having the best time. i know that the night of July 2, Honey danced and praised and danced and praised as she entered Heaven’s gates. i know she ran to Jesus, Papa Joe, and Matthew. her Home-going has not been easy for me, but i know she is happy, healthy, and free from this dark, broken world. thank you to both of y’all for being on this earth at some point, and thank you for watching over us as we continue our lives here on earth before we get to go Home to y’all and Jesus. i love you both.