A Different Kind of Thanksgiving

Last week was obviously Thanksgiving & it was definitely a different one for me. I didn't eat stuffing or pumpkin pie. No sweet potatoes or green been casserole. Definitely a Thanksgiving to remember. The thing is my family and I were in Michigan for Thanksgiving. My dad grew up in Saginaw so that's where my grandparents live. We weren't exactly there for the feast on Thursday though. Last Saturday, November 19th, my grandfather entered eternal bliss. It just so happened to be my mom's birthday as well. I guess we will never forget that date anymore!

I cried at the thought of not seeing him at the lake in Michigan. I laughed as I thought of the hilarious times with him. The millions of times when he asked me to "pull my (his) finger" and I did so just to find myself stomping on "barking spiders". The time when we went fishing just to come back to the cabin with my bass lure stuck in his head (woops).

There's not much else I can say but when I talked with him on the phone for the last time on the Monday before he passed I knew his stubbornness wasn't leaving anytime soon. He told me on the phone that he would see me in heaven. I just kept telling him that I loved him. It broke my heart to hear him so weak but I knew he was in so much pain. The Lord let him hold on for almost a week longer and then he went on towards the greatest feast of all after 83 years on this earth.

Unfortunately I don't have many photos of him, seeing as though Grandpa was always the one behind the camera. He loved his little film camera. He never liked technology.

At our finest in 2008. Grandpa always rep'ed John Deere.

Grandma & Grandpa's photo op.

I know Grandpa is feasting in heaven & I know there's far greater joy to come. I'll miss him, but I know he has gone on to better things. I am excited for the day when I'll be feasting along side him in my heavenly home.