Dearest Diary,
I regret to inform you that the beloved Esther Lindsay, my Grandmother, passed away this Lord's Day. I can think of no finer candidate for the gates of Heaven than the one presented this morning. She has for many years struggled with memory, hearing, and eyesight, but it is my belief that such faculties have been returned to her this very afternoon and she is perhaps privy to this letter in the same manner that you and I have knowledge of its contents.
I find consolation in the mutual mourning and admiration of my immediate family as well as that of my aunts and uncles and cousins. I am fortunate to remember her in their company and among them. She has raised six children as parishioners in the local churches and even they as the ordained have raised seventeen more in the care of the Father.
As even the next generation has remained in the church, our beloved Grandmother has established a priesthood among her heirs. She has given light to the proverb of training a child, for her children are many and their creed is one. Her memory will remain well beyond the morrow.
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