Well, today is the 6 month anniversary of Grandpa's passing. I can't say it's really gotten any easier, though. I still think of him everyday. The boys still talk about him, too. (That secretly makes me very happy, as I was afraid they would start to forget him.) After the funeral, we took the remembrance candle, pressed flowers from the arrangements, prayer cards, pictures, and some other trinkets and put them all on a shelf in the middle of one of our china cabinets. It's kind of become like a shrine, but it looks really nice. I sometimes catch Parker or Jackson standing in front of the cabinet, staring at Grandpa's pictures. I don't say anything and try not to interrupt them. It's really sweet, though.
I was able to leave work for a couple of hours this morning so I could go to church, since they were dedicating the mass to Grandpa's memory. It was very nice. My favorite part of this day was going to breakfast with my Gran, Aunt Gayle, and Aunt Kathy. We had a lot of fun and, as always, the conversation was never dull. Gran never ceases to amaze me. She's such a strong woman. If you've never met her, I'm telling you now...you're missing out on one amazing, funny lady. I think the world of her. I don't think I could live without Eric. I'm not exactly sure how Gran does it without Grandpa, but then again, most days it feels like he never really left. I'm sure she still feels surrounded by his love everyday, which probably makes it easier.
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