Today, my grandfather would have been 89. He passed unexpectedly after what seemed to be a minor illness turned into something much worse. It was especially hard, because my mom (his daughter) and I had only reunited with him in mid-January after a four year split from our family (very long story).
Our reunion was miraculous, to say the least – the way the reunion happened still amazes me! We honestly didn’t think we’d ever reconnect, and are so blessed that we did. I just wish we’d had longer. We still have so many questions… Yet we’re so grateful for the time we had.
The above is adapted from something I made for my grandma to share with her today. She’s 88, and bedridden in a nursing home (but still has her mind). They were married for 67 years. I wanted to share this here as a tribute to my grandfather. He was a good man.
While there will always be unanswered questions, we’ve been fortunate to find more old photos than we ever knew existed. So many of them are of my grandfather when he was a child, and are such a joy and treasure to have. The photo in the top left corner was in a baby book we found, and listed as his first photo.
The photo in the center is the last photo of my grandfather. He wouldn’t let me take a real photo, always ducking aside – I snapped this one just because, and am so glad I did. So, to everyone out there, if someone wants to take your photo, no matter how much you dislike having your photo taken, do it anyways – and smile! Eventually, that photo will be someone else’s treasure…