6 years ago on this day I wrote about the day my Papa passed and today I’m putting it here for my grandkids to see when they’re older.
I never truly envisioned what Mary looked like when Jesus died until I saw my grandmother quietly lean over my grandfather and softly weep as God welcomed him into Heaven. Hearing her pray and thank Jesus for every moment they had, for his life with her and the family they created together was just beautiful.
Being there when someone passes on is special, it’s something I prayed God would give to my kids and me and He graciously did. Being able to witness a love that runs so deeply and pure in a marriage your whole entire life is one of life’s most precious gifts, it’s just not a gift you know to ask for for yourself. But God gave it to me anyway. The immeasurable honor of being witness to their marriage, seeing the respect they had for each other and the love between them has been a blessing I can’t explain.
Tonight I am especially praising God for the gift He so graciously handed me in being their grandchild and all the experiences that came with it. Most of all I am thanking God for providing me a forever reference on the art of unconditional love.
Deeper Than a Puddle 