This is long overdue, and I hope none of my family is offended that this is so far after her passing. I really wanted to write this long ago, but I have been going crazy keeping up with school.
My grandma, Diana Rose Kopecky, was an amazing woman. She has always been a great example of love, faith and hope. I know that she loved my grandpa, my mom and aunts, and my siblings and cousins so much. She loved getting together and doing fun things. Last time I heard from her, she was in the process of planning a huge family reunion (which I was really looking forward to).
She had a strong testimony of the gospel. And she set a great example of hope and faith to me.
Many of you know that I have had a lot of physical health challenges over the past five years. Sometimes, it's almost unbearable. Sometimes, I don't know how I can keep going on because it's so hard. Well, my grandma suffered much worse than I. And I'm sure she had her down moments, but I never saw it. When she was hooked up to her IV, she would invite us to watch TV or talk with her, and whenever she had the chance, she would unhook herself from the IV and dance and sing joyfully, "I'm free! I'm free!" She loved dancing. I get that trait from her. And I loved dancing with her. She was so hopeful all the time. I never saw her angry or depressed or blaming God for the hard things her body suffered through. And I am so, so grateful for the knowledge that she is in a better place and free of that pain she has suffered in the past.
She shared her faith every time we talked. She always shared her testimony in some kind of way. In her emails, she expressed her gratitude of being a daughter of God and for the family He has blessed us with. And she shared her gratitude of having the gospel and being sealed to her (our) family.
I miss her so much. We weren't expecting this at all. But I have felt her presence. I can feel her sharing her love with me as I write this. And I felt it when we were in Missouri for her funeral services. And I have felt it at other deeply spiritual times.
So, Grandma, I love you. I miss you so much. And I thank you for everything you have taught me and for keeping our family close together. I am grateful for your legacy, and I am proud to be your granddaughter.
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