So, today is October 4, 2009. 8 years since my grandfather’s death and almost 5 years since my grandma moved away from Fremont. I’ve been missing them both a lot lately. Maybe because my kids are asking about them A LOT. I think about each one of my childrens’ personalities and then I think about my grandparents and I can just imagine the relationships they would have. Grandma would for sure have Jaime cooking and Alix sewing by now. Milo would have built more things with Grandpa at this point than his little heart could handle. I could see Niah with Grandpa having donuts early one Saturday morning. Afton and Keri would adore them too. But instead my children just have stories. In one sense this make me very sad. All the maybe’s and what ifs. My children will not have personal memories of any of their great-grandparents. However, because of the gospel, my children will see and be with their great-grandparents again. They will see them and hug them and hear all the wonderful words of wisdom they can’t hear now. I know this to be true and I know that their great-grandparents look down on them and are pleased with what fine children they are.
I love you grandma and grandpa.
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