R.I.P. Bertie Benita MacMillan-Jones

As some of you have already heard in the chat room, my grandmother just passed away Friday morning. She was 75 years old. She was much more than just a grandmother to 4 kids and a great-grandmother to another. For the most part, she was not just my granny, she was my mom, my closest confidant, and my very best friend. There was nothing that I could've said or done that would deter her love towards me. For that, I am most thankful for her. If there was ever a problem that I couldn't discuss with my own parents, she was there. When I was battling depression and even had thoughts of ending my own life, she was there to help me through thick and thin. She was the same way with all of the other kids, but I'd have to say to me especially. Now I know that sounds egotistical and a bit self-centered, but that's just how I felt and still feel. I love her with all my heart and soul. I know that she is watching over me and will continue to watch over me until we meet again in Heaven in front of the Father and His Son, J.C.