It only takes one person to change a life. From my earliest memory, I recall the love of one person, which transformed my heart forever. I have beautiful memories of one person who loved me like no other.
My Nana was a constant in my life. As a toddler, I spent endless hours in her home. She would place me on the counter and teach me how to bake. She brought me into every part of her world. She taught the most important fundamentals of life, starting at an early age.
When I was four, she taught me about God, and that He loved me. I understood that love, only because my Nana loved me unconditionally. It didn't matter whether other’s loved me, she deemed me worthy of her endless love. Whether others felt I was second best, My Nana never held me up to a measuring stick. I was simply loved.
She was a servant at heart. She spent each day walking a long way to get to our house, to help my mother with housework, then she’d walk the very long walk home. She never complained, she simply served.
There was no task beneath her because she esteemed others above herself. When I became deathly ill with Salmonella poisoning, I was unconscious for three days in her care, and she nursed me, cared for me, and love me back to health. She was like a mother to me, in the most beautiful sense.
Not a day went by that she hasn't known what was going on in my life. She cared about every detail, tucking it into her heart and praying faithfully over it. She has been my personal intercessor. My prayer warrior and mentor.
In all my years, there is no other person who has made such a profound impact on my life. I thank God for my Nana, Jean D. Ronnlund
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