Frank Neil Jackson, my dad's dad, passed away on Thursday November 4, 2011. Kyla and I visited him a few weeks before his passing to introduce him to his first great grandchild. Needless to say, he was all smiles and ready to get a photo with his hand on Kyla's belly. Ky asked him what he thought it would be, a boy or a girl, "a boy" he said. Simple as that.
Jed and I visited him again on the Saturday the 30th of October. He had gone down hill quite a bit in those three weeks and was now slightly disoriented and extremely tired. We stayed for a while and then decided to grab some lunch with my aunt. I kissed him on the head and Jed put out his hand to say goodbye. Grampa shook his hand and groaned as if Jed's grip was unbearable. Then he stopped, looked up and gave him the biggest toothless grin on can imagine. Later Jed told me that that moment to Jed meant that Grampa approved. Which is completely correct.
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
The Love Blog
I have been so in and out of deciding what to blog about that most of the time I just ignore the fact that I ever even created a blog. I have changed my mind again and this time, I am posting about what I am most passionate about in this wonderful world. LOVE.
This past weekend my dad's side of the family gathered in Durango, CO for my Grampa Frank's funeral. It just happened to be my Aunt Anne's 60th birthday as well. I remember thinking at dinner the night of her birthday how wonderful that she can be with all four of her siblings and all five of her children on such a milestone in her life. She thanked her mom, my Gramma, for taking Grampa's hand and bringing us all together. My Gramma passed away 19 years ago. And here we were, all together again celebrating life. That's love. In all it's awkwardness and irony, to have your mom take your dad with her so that you can celebrate your birthday with your entire family, that is love.
This is not the type of love I will be talking about most of the time. My love, is my love, Jed. And he will be my main focus, but there will be tidbits from all over that I will share with you. And maybe some photos too.
Thanks for reading!
This past weekend my dad's side of the family gathered in Durango, CO for my Grampa Frank's funeral. It just happened to be my Aunt Anne's 60th birthday as well. I remember thinking at dinner the night of her birthday how wonderful that she can be with all four of her siblings and all five of her children on such a milestone in her life. She thanked her mom, my Gramma, for taking Grampa's hand and bringing us all together. My Gramma passed away 19 years ago. And here we were, all together again celebrating life. That's love. In all it's awkwardness and irony, to have your mom take your dad with her so that you can celebrate your birthday with your entire family, that is love.
This is not the type of love I will be talking about most of the time. My love, is my love, Jed. And he will be my main focus, but there will be tidbits from all over that I will share with you. And maybe some photos too.
Thanks for reading!
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