The scene always played out the same when I was growing up. She would come in first, all 4 feet 11 inches of her. She’d have a tray of pecan spins in one hand and The Dog in the other. He would follow with a bag of groceries and of course, her purse. They’d come to visit a bit after they had run up to the next town for some shopping. Since she always bought at least two of everything, there was plenty for us. The pecan spins were for me. I still think of her when I see them.
Grandma has been gone 17 years this past Sunday. He, now 90, is going to be joining her soon. The years they lived here together were not always easy. Much of it was not the sort of thing you’d find in a Norman Rockwell painting. But they did not give up, and for that legacy I am thankful. Through the years, they raised 5 kids on a railroader’s salary and enjoyed their grandchildren to the fullest. Besides all that, they just seemed to fit together…like the fact that he couldn’t hear and the part where she nagged. How she never drove, and he drove a train for a living. Or when she would always get dessert and he would just eat a “bite” of hers. They just belonged together.
So, I’ve been thinking about how he has been all these years without her, and I wonder what it will be like when they get to see each other again face to face. I’m not sure how that all works out in heaven, but I do believe it is a real place for the children of God, that Jesus is there, and we know each other some how. And, if she has a purse, I’m just guessing, he’ll offer to carry it for her.
For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face; now I know in part, but then I will know fully just as I also have been fully known.
1 Corinthian 13:12
very sweet. I love the last line about her purse. precious.
Thanks Lara! I think he always carried it because it was almost as big as she was! I just love a man who is confident enough to carry his wife’s purse.
Oh, what a glorious day that’ll be!
Heaven becomes so much more real as it becomes populated with those we love.
Thanks for sharing your heart.
Thanks so much for stopping by today!
wow – I have a lump in my throat! When Thad’s grandfather was dying – his grandmother said – “I just wish there was something I could do for you”, and he said, “I know, but there isn’t” and she whispered, “wait for me when you get there” and he held out his arms and said, “I’ll be waiting like this”.
oh I wish that will be how Thad and I part – wrinkles, gray/white, old as dirt – surrounded by our legacy of God loving grands!! =)
praying for you friend.
Ok, now I’m crying! What a beautiful legacy they left you and the boys!
Thanks for being here,
Stacey
Oh my goodness… this is just so sweet! Makes me think of my grandparents. They were so in love for so long. It has been 10 years since by grandpa has been gone, and she has had to be without him. I can only imagine how wonderful their reunion will be. What a blessing to have seen such love between our grandparents!
~Jennifer
We are so blessed aren’t we Jennifer? Hope you are having a great week!
Beautiful!
http://ordinaryinspirations.blogspot.com/2010/07/colors-of-life.html
This post made me cry. I still miss my grandparents terribly, but they are in heaven together now.
What a great encouragement to know they have gone ahead of you Gina! Thanks for stopping by today!
Oh, reminds me of my grandmother, whom I adored just in that same, grateful way.
Beautiful post.
Thank you Alexandra! I hope it brought back some sweet memories for you. It is so nice to meet you!
Oh, that made my eyes all misty!! What a sweet story and loving legacy!! Sweet, sweet!! ♥ Michelle
Very sweet love your blog!
Just a wonderful portrait of your Harriet and Guy…what a pair! They always made me smile!