Forecast for today...rainy with a chance of Sunshine.
A wise old man once told me..."NO NECKIN!"
What I love:
*Driving Grampa to Smith's with only my learners permit in moms green explorer. I was so nervous, yet he was so calm. With his hand on the dashboard.
*Having my hair twirled
*After he had a scolding from Grandma, the little smirk and wink he would give me. God, I loved that.
*Being the only place he could come for a haircut AND a kiss
*My mother, our Rafiki (as JD named her), holding my daughter up for my grandpa to see, when I wasn't strong enough to do it myself. One of the hardest, yet most wonderful things to experience. A little bit of Heaven to see him on his way.
*Surrounding my Grandpa with all of his beautiful family, laughing and crying, near and far, telling stories, playing with his hair, telling him how handsome he looked. Watching Grandma, always with her hand on his chest, telling him over and over she loved him. Waiting with him for the sun to come up, when fishing would be the best.My words are frozen and no more thoughts are coming without tears. I miss the old man. As much as I hurt, miss him, and mourn for my gramps, I also know that I am happy to have loved, known and cherished him.
Love this picture of him. He looks like he knows he is the luckiest guy in the world, surrounded by his beautiful girls. Father of 4 girls and loving it.