Tomorrow it will be a year. A year since it all started. For a while there, I wasn't doing well mentally.....losing a grandparent will do that to you. I thought since I was older, it would be easier, but it's not. It's almost harder. I took it very hard. I may have looked strong on the outside (then again, maybe not) but inside I hurt so much. I have yet to go to the gravesite....I'm not sure when I'll actually be able to do that. He was one of my best friends; he loved spending time with us and was one of my #1 babysitters (other than Grandma, of course).
The last few months we've been working on their house, getting it ready to rent out. This week, I realized how real it really is.....people are interested and are hoping to rent it from my dad. It'll all be a reality once the house isn't my grandparents' anymore. For the first time in years, someone else will be living there.
I know tomorrow will be hard, but on the other hand, I'm glad I'll be busy.
My dad had a great story today. Yesterday would have been my Grandma Marge's birthday. As we've been cleaning out my grandparents' house, we've found lots of money and loose change all over. Each time we'd find some, we knew it was Grandma and Grandpa saying "hello". It would sometimes be in the strangest places, and would show up in places we'd vacuumed or walked over dozens of times. Today's lesson in church was "The Lost Coin" parable. How appropriate it was for that lesson to be this week.....I don't think it's coincidence, I know it's Grandma and Grandpa watching over us and saying hi.
Yesterdays
By Switchfoot
Flowers cut and brought inside
Black cars in a single line
Your family in suits and ties
And you’re free
The ache I feel inside
Is where the life has left your eyes
I’m alone for our last goodbye
But you’re free
I remember you like yesterday, yesterday
I still can’t believe you’re gone, oh…
I remember you like yesterday, yesterday
And until I’m with you, I’ll carry on
Adrift on your ocean floor
I feel weightless, numb, and sore
A part of you in me is torn
And you’re free
I woke from a dream last night
I dreamt that you were by my side
Reminding me I still had life
In me
I’ll carry on
Every lament is a love song
Yesterday, yesterday
I still can’t believe you’re gone
So long my friend, so long
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