Titus 2 Tuesday...

I've been thinking a lot about my friend Josephine. I met Josephine in AZ while living in the Gilbert Meadows apartments. I really wish I had a picture of her. I decided I didn't do well at taking pictures of past friends and people I knew. Since you didn't have the honor of knowing Josephine I just hope you can have a person like her in your life. I want to tribute Josephine today. Just a little bit about her, she was a fun loving, southern stubborn woman. She brought love, fun, stress, service, and headaches to my life. Josephine was an elderly lady that was all alone. She wanted to die so badly. She missed her husband so much. I lived in the same square as her and if she needed help with anything she would only call me. One experience I will share is that Josephine loved Popsicles. For each meal she would only eat popsicles. Well, when she would run out she would call me to take her to the store so that she could get more. The person I am, I couldn't say no, so I would load my little girl and we would go to the store. Josephine would eat these Popsicles so often that she got pneumonia. I never knew that a person could this sickness from eating Popsicles. The doctors told her that she had to stop. The Bishop of our ward and the Relief Society President visited with me and I was told that I could no longer take Josephine to the store to buy more Popsicles. I thought, "great, how in the world can I say no to this lady?" Well, Josephine got better and was still addicted to Popsicles. Of course, I still took her but I tried to tell her I wasn't supposed to. She didn't care. A couple years went by and other experiences happened with her that I was able to grow from. Finally about six years ago Josephine was able to pass on and be with her husband. I remember telling my husband, if she doesn't get to see her husband right away she will be finding the Savior and demanding that she see him. I hope she was allowed to see him. I know she is with him now. I loved this experience with Josephine and will always have a love for her in my life. After she passed on my family and I would visit her grave every Memorial Day. Since moving to another state I can no longer visit and have missed it so much. I hope that when I pass on she will be waiting for me also. I would love to give her a big hug and tell her how much I loved her. She was like a grandma to me, one that I never got to have of my own on this earth. I love the bond of womanhood and what we can give each other, if we open our hearts. Something to think about: "As a worldwide sisterhood, we are united in our devotion to Jesus Christ, our Savior and Exemplar."