I know you haven't heard from me in a while and I am unfortunately returning with bad news.
My last living Grandfather was diagnosed with bone cancer on Monday. He is 91 years old and everyone says what a great life he has had over the years and think positive. It doesn't make hearing the bad news any easier. I have so many memories of my Grandfather. He is probably the only person in my family that I have never been mad at or upset with at some point in time.
He is a well known and respected man. He is living a remarkable life and for selfish reasons I don't want to face that it may be ending soon. Most of my childhood memories revolve around the farm he worked so hard to run. He has been married to my Grandmother for 63 years and in love with her longer!
They raised 4 children, that multiplied into a dozen Grandchildren, which has then grown into 9 Great-grandchildren! He has been involved in each and everyone of their lives in a positive way even if it is through someone else's life he touched. Everyone of these children have brought a smile to his face at some point. My Grandfather is not a man of many words...but when he says something...it means something to you. He has always made what he says count. You don't really hear much negative from my Grandfather under any circumstance except politics. I have only seen this wonderful strong man ever have a tear in his eye once, when the doctors told my Grandmother she would have to under go a major back surgery. I happen to be at the appointment with them. I saw touching tears fill up in his eyes and one trickle down his cheek. He was feeling her pain. The love they have built is so admirable. Then he got strong for her. He sat down next to her and put his arm around her; then he told her it's going to be fine.
There have been soooo many wonderful times with him to remember! Which is one of the reasons it makes it so hard to hear such awful news. My Grandfather said to my Grandmother to tell all the kids how it is, because we have to face this. I know he is right. It isn't going to be easy but it is reality.
Just a couple of weeks ago my cousin and I were attending a great Aunt's (my Grandfather's sister-in-law) funeral services who lost her battle against cancer. It is hard to see what this does to a person, and we know all to well from all to recently.
So life isn't always so simple, but I love when it is! I just have to remember the verse
Jeremiah 29:11. I know that I will find peace through all this and that it is more likely to get worse before it gets better!
I am so blessed that both of my girls have gotten to meet him. I know some don't have that opportunity and I am grateful!