Where they are...

Every one of Grandma's siblings talked about the apple tree on the farm. Each had special memories of playing on or by or swinging on that tree. The night Gramma died, I kept having visions of the five of them running and playing on the apple tree. Later, Aunt Marion's daughter-in-law told me that Aunt Marion wouldn't go to heaven until she saw that tree! I have had goosebumps ever since. I truly believe Gramma's siblings eased her transition by playing by the apple tree!