Families are a beautiful thing. . .
They give us our earliest images of hope and love if we are fortunate. They give us peace and security, saftey and provision. They love us when we are unlovable, they clean us up when we got dirty and the portrayed life daily poured out before us. . .
If we are fortunate, we live long and happy lives together. . .
Much of my life has been fortunate. . . I’m grateful for that.
Right now my Dad’s parent’s Grampy and Grandma have been married 60 years this year. They have lived in the same house on the outskirts of Dallas for nearly 20 years. They lived in the house before that for somewhere around 30 years.
The didn’t move much and have traveled very little in the past 10 years. In their earlier years they had a big RV that they drove around the country for vacations and the like. I liked the RV, especially when they took me out to the farm, I forget the name of it now, but Grandma and her sisters and the families would travel together in the RV’s and trailers and we would have a grand time swimming and such. . .
These past few years have been tough for Grampy and Grandma, struggles with various ailments, and such the passing of all but one of Grandma’s sisters, and the realization that she is one of only 2 left.
But what a life they have lived. . . a life of service and example. Not perfect just there. Grampy and Grandma have been there through every stage of my life. They were at some of my little league games, many of my soccer games and even one or two of my high school games, they were at Graduations, Birthdays and the like, they made it 3 hours east to see me when I graduated college, they were there when I said I do to my wife, they were there.
(just like Mom and Dad) 🙂
I’m grateful and fortunate to have such wonderful Grandparents. . .
Pray for my family, Grandma is in critical condition in Dallas and the doctors say she may not make it.
C