Chad Lancaster
“Miss Gwin” as I always called her, lived around the block from me and knew me since I was born. My grandma continues to live right next to the house Sara grew up in. Sara was my first friend since we were born months apart. I have so many good memories of the time I spent there with the Brandenburgs. Sara and I swam, rode 4-wheelers, played in the play house, and I thought of them as family too. Some of the people who watched us grow up in those blissful days aren’t with us anymore. I last saw Miss Gwin at the visitation before my grandpa’s funeral, but it is amazing how the years just melted away even though we hadn’t seen each other in such a long time. I’m so sad for Sara and Mr. Brandenburg, but she finished her race and was called to Glory. Because our hope lies in the Resurrection, this is just a brief separation, painful though it is. She was a fighter who fought her disease for so long but never has to fight or suffer again. Now it is time to comfort the grieving, but also to never forget that the time apart will one day seem but the blink of an eye.