I haven’t exactly been an awesome blogger here lately…sorry.
There have been many things going on and many things requiring my attention. But
today I need to share with you guys, I have sat down several times over the
past few days to write this post and it never actually gets finished I just
couldn’t get my thoughts together.
I have been blessed for the past 31 year to have the opportunity
to have my Papa in my life. I know it is
a huge blessing because there are so many that never know their grandparents
let alone have them through so much of their life. Well last Friday morning God decided that Papa was needed more in heaven than here so he was called
home. As hard as this is for me, I know he is in a better place where he can
watch over all of his family and make certain we are all ok.
I really can’t fully put into words what this man meant to
me, but let’s just say we had a very very special and unique relationship. Papa
was so full of love that it just radiated from him; he always wanted what was
best for his family and nothing more. As a child I remember him being at
anything and everything my brother and I asked him to be at and as an adult I remember
him being excited for each new and exciting change our family was going to
have. The changes he looked forward to the most were weddings and babies, he
loved each and every blessed event.
Like I said I don’t feel that right now I can put into words
what he meant to me but what I can say is his impression on me will last
forever. I know these things for certain, he loved my grandma from the first
moment he laid eyes on her to his last breath she was the love of his life, the
hand he always held and the lady who filled his heart and home. He loved his
family, he and my grandma had five kids, 8 grandkids, 3 step-grandkids, 6 great
grandkids (plus one to be born any day), and two step-great grandkids, these
people were his people the people who he was so so proud of. He loved the land whether
it be in his younger days as a farmer or his older as a gardener he loved and
respected what the land could give him if he worked for it. His heart was so
big that his family didn’t just stop at blood, his heart and home were open to
any and all that loved someone in his family. And lastly he was a faithful
Christian, I never really heard him speak about the Lord but he was at church
each and every Sunday, and I know he believed that God’s plan was so much
bigger than his.
I saw this quote today and I thought it was a perfect way to
finish this about my amazing Papa, because it describes him to the tee.
“You only live once, but if you work it right…Once is
enough.”
I love you Papa always have always will.