I left the house wondering where her mind might be, as I thought; I also listened to the world surrounding me. I happened upon these birds and was reminded not to worry about her because birds "do not plant or harvest or store food in barns because God takes care of them. And aren't we far more valuable to him than they are?" She's in his hands now and it's almost time for her to go home. See you soon grandma, I love you so.