Were They Really That Young? Am I Really That Old?

These wonderful, precious, lovely children are OUR Grandchildren. 

The picture was taken in March of 2015 as our extended family gathered for my Mother’s funeral.  

A sad time was enlivened with joys of grandchildren running all through the house, parents and grandparents chasing them, and lots of visiting and reacquainting happening.  

Seeing my Mother’s body in the casket was hard, however when one of the Grandchildren asked to see Great Grandmommy, this Grandpa picked up the little one and we talked about why she was lying in the casket.  

A sad time brought smiles as the little one asked:

why is she still asleep?

why doesn’t she get up?

Is she really in Heaven?

After our brief conversation, the little one saw something else of interest and hurried off to play, and life goes on.

We laughed and cried, followed children, cooked out on the grill, rode in the paddleboat, played on the playground and generally had an exciting family time prior to, during, and after the funeral.  My Mother would have loved it!  She would have helped change diapers as she also would have been involved in the meals and talked with every family member.

The Grandchildren helped to keep this Grandpa from aging too quickly.

Now, I ask…am I really this old?  It has been 5 years!

Five Years!

I have lived through a cross country move, a heart attack and begin to feel the years.  The Grands have all grown older and I seem to have aged. The Grands range from third grade down to PreK.  So, Yes, I have aged.  I really am that old!

Thankful?  Yes! 

Loving life? Yes!

Getting Older day by day?  Yes!

Enjoying Grandchildren?  Yes!

Bring it on!