Like so many others of you out there, Grandpa is heavy on my mind. For those of you who don't know, my Grandpa is in the hospital, and it is pretty much a matter of time before he passes on to be with Jesus. As heartbreaking as it is for the rest of us, it's a little easier to think about when you consider how badly he wants to go home. I also draw peace from the fact that even though he won't physically be with us, he was so much a part of all of our lives that he won't ever really be gone. I was just reading Mel's blog and she shared how Grandpa had impacted her life and who he was to her and I felt I needed to do the same, so here it is. I apologise if it gets rambly.
I've always grown up knowing that I was Grandpa's favorite, just like every single one of his grandkids grew up feeling. I've always marvelled at how he and Grandma could do that; how they could love so many people exactly how they needed to be loved to feel like they were the most important thing to someone. I only remember one time that we didn't hug when we saw each other, and that was just within the last year or so. I was also threatened with a lickin' if I ever forgot again. I haven't got that lickin yet. I also remember Grandpa and all his little songs. He's always singing some goofy little tune in my ear when I see him. Some of the are hilarious and some made me cry. Right now, no matter which one I think of, I cry, but I remember laughing out loud when he sang me "Slap her again". If you haven't ever heard it, I'll try and think of the words for you, just ask. I also remember him singing to me and dancing a little the day before my wedding when I stopped in there for a quick visit. I was blessed enough to get to spend a lot of time with him the last time I was out for a visit. I was even more blessed to get to see and hear him pass on some ore of his songs to my little girl. I had him sing and resing one song so that I could catch all the words to teach to Chloe as she gets older. It turns out there's even a little dance to go with it. I also got to watch him rock my little girl who only calmed down once he started to sing a lullaby called tippy toeing to her. I have since found the words and plan to one day sing them to my next(one day, not yet) baby/ies. I can't think of any other thoughts that I'm ready to share yet or at all, so I guess I'll end this for now.
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To hear a little of the tippy toeing song, scroll down on the linked page and click on the demo button.
cind, i spent the night at the hospital with grampa tonight. it was great, he had his best sleep since he's gone in. so that's great. he's such an amazing man, he woke up once and i asked him if i should pray for him. he of course said yes, so as i was getting ready to pray for him, i heard him start talking, and thru the mumbles (his dentures were out) i heard a couple words come clearly "... God... Travis... really strong... love him..." and then he was quiet and i prayed for him. and as soon as i was done praying, he fell asleep. he slept from 1030 the whole night thru, he was still sleeping when mom showed up at 7. God is still using that man. even if it is just to bless one person, grampa is still a vessel of the holy spirit. i just thought i would let you know about my night.
love you tons
trav
This post was amazing cindi.
I am sure that when we all get up to heaven, we will be hearing grandpa singing again.
Give yourself a hug for me, k? Love you, hon.
I think what makes me saddest is that my kids will never meet grandpa. That seems wrong somehow.
You're amazingly lucky. Give Chloe a kiss for me and a huge hug for you. Love you.
Beautiful post.
Beautiful post Cindi.
I am so glad for you that your little girl got to meet her great grandpa even if she may not remember. Now it's up to us to carry on what he started in the lives of our children. I am so thankful for our godly heritage that Grandpa left for us all.
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