Tuesday, May 8, 2012


Two Saturdays ago, I went and visited my Grandpa in the rehab center that he has been staying at for almost a month now. I am so grateful that I went and visited him. I can't begin to tell you how great it was to talk to him and have an hour or so alone-one on one. I talked to him about newly married life. How I really live in the country now and how I love it. We talked about our chickens and ducks and showed him pictures of them. We also talked about how me and my siblings swam in the pool and played in the field at his house with our cousins. I had some of the best times at his house. I told him I always had a good time when I visited. I think it made him feel good to hear that.

I don't think I ever talked to him with just us. It was a special time that I'll never forget. It brought tears to my eyes when he told me how unhappy he was living at the rehab center. I tried putting myself in his situation. He has been independent up until now. He was living in his own in his house with his cute puppy. I could completely understand why he would hate it... I know I would as well. Throughout our conversation, I tried to remind him about all the people who love him and care for him. He smiled and agreed with me. I couldn't help but think what a good guy he is. I haven't had a lot of time with him these past several years and it saddens me. That's what I thought about after I had left. After, he had told me he love me twice.

I don't want to let go of him. I want a chance to talk to him more. To know him...

Yesterday, Bill and I went Barrington to visit him. He had been up all day, because his back was hurting him. I talked to him for fifteen minutes with Bill. I started crying more. He seemed so sad. We left early, since he needed to go to bed. I said goodbye to my aunt who has been taking great care of grandpa, her dad. She's been a huge blessing to him.

That night, I prayed with Bill that he would always feel taken care of whether he is on earth with us or in Heaven with God... I want him to feel loved. I want him to always feel that. This evening, my mom called me and told me that they found a way to have my Grandpa live at his house with care. I can't explain my emotion other than I felt so much relief for him. Life is so precious and fragile, and I'm so glad that he is going to spend his time at his home. He deserves that...

I felt like I was able to concentrate better tonight after hearing that, and I got a few things done including some decorations for our reception. I couldn't have done it without some help that I had from Colleen. :) Her boyfriend is my husband's brother. Funny thing is she lives in the same neighborhood as my Grandpa. Small world, huh?

Here are some of the jars we decorated! I am also going to make white laced jars with pink ribbon.

Crafting is therapeutic.

2 Sweet Notes:

Leah said...

Awh Natalie! What a sweet post- how neat to be able to spend that time with your grandpa!! And the mason jars you and your friend decorated are adorable- can't wait to see pictures from the reception! :)

Jenna said...

That is awesome that you were able to have such special alone time with your grandpa! When my grandpa was in a nursing home before he passed away, I was able to sit down and talk to him by myself for probably the first time ever (I am only of 36 grandkids so alone time with my grandparents was always very rare). I will always treasure that time I got to spend with him.

SO happy for your grandpa that he gets to return home! That is amazing!!!