This is my second writing on this word, better.
We often refer to one thing is better than the other. The past year was not better than this one. I love this year. Some one I knew was older, and she would say bye, by saying to those of us in the Bible study, “I love you more.” She really did love us. Her laughter made us laugh, and she was alert, and bright all the way to when she went to glory. Almost. There were some days when she knew there was a better place waiting for her. Her heart was in Heaven already. She talked about Heaven many times, so when she left, to go there, we knew where she was. There was no doubt. Besides, Heaven is a better place.