Goosey
11-13-2009, 01:21 PM
Ok, I know this may be a bit of a downer but it is the month to be thankful and there has been something on my mind lately so I thought Id blog it out and see what ya thought.
My grandfather passed away suddenly July 8th. He was 85 and this month would have been his 68th wedding anniversary with my grandmother.
I think of the life and example he left us and am proud and grateful(eternally so)and thankful.
He was a man of service, he cared about others and helped others as often as he possibly could. He was a good man.
He did service right to the end. He brought in garbage cans and newspapers for little old widows who lived in his neighborhood. He did that every Wednesday but this time his heart gave out after getting home.
Although its been extremely tough on my family I cant help but think of this man, this rock and smile. When we had his viewing my grandmother nearly collapsed. It took my mom and my 3 sisters on all sides to hold her up and get her to sit next to him.
As much as I was totally overcome with despair, mostly for my grandmother, I couldnt help but realize how that much sorrow also meant that there was that much love and devotion.
I looked at my husband and realized that I was so blessed and thankful to have him in my life and how much sorrow Id have if anything were to happen to him. A balance you could say. To have light you must have dark,etc.
Im thankful for the love he and my grandma shared and that example. Im thankful for his service to his fellowman and teaching me that. Im thankful for his deep voice and crooked grin that resonate in my head daily so the sorrow I feel doesnt take over like it could.
Im thankful for death because it taught me so much and it made me look deep within and see things Id not focused on before and its made me a better person. A better and more appreciative granddaughter to my grandma. It made me see her in a clearer way(and not the jaded way you can see stubborn old people at times LOL).
Whatcha Think?
My grandfather passed away suddenly July 8th. He was 85 and this month would have been his 68th wedding anniversary with my grandmother.
I think of the life and example he left us and am proud and grateful(eternally so)and thankful.
He was a man of service, he cared about others and helped others as often as he possibly could. He was a good man.
He did service right to the end. He brought in garbage cans and newspapers for little old widows who lived in his neighborhood. He did that every Wednesday but this time his heart gave out after getting home.
Although its been extremely tough on my family I cant help but think of this man, this rock and smile. When we had his viewing my grandmother nearly collapsed. It took my mom and my 3 sisters on all sides to hold her up and get her to sit next to him.
As much as I was totally overcome with despair, mostly for my grandmother, I couldnt help but realize how that much sorrow also meant that there was that much love and devotion.
I looked at my husband and realized that I was so blessed and thankful to have him in my life and how much sorrow Id have if anything were to happen to him. A balance you could say. To have light you must have dark,etc.
Im thankful for the love he and my grandma shared and that example. Im thankful for his service to his fellowman and teaching me that. Im thankful for his deep voice and crooked grin that resonate in my head daily so the sorrow I feel doesnt take over like it could.
Im thankful for death because it taught me so much and it made me look deep within and see things Id not focused on before and its made me a better person. A better and more appreciative granddaughter to my grandma. It made me see her in a clearer way(and not the jaded way you can see stubborn old people at times LOL).
Whatcha Think?