I don't know what it was really, but this morning on the way to school I started thinking about the night that Justin proposed to me. But my thoughts weren't on how in love I felt, or how high on my cloud I was floating... but they were on my 88 year old grandfather with alzheimers. When I walked into his bedroom to tell him that Justin had asked me to marry him, he said, "Well, what'd you say?"
Tears filled my eyes, and I really started to miss my grandfather. My Papaw, Jay Holmes, was a husband, a father, a grandfather, a great grandfather, a friend, a soldier and a Child of God. My Papaw went to be with the Lord on April 13, 2006, 1 month before my wedding. There are days when I miss him terribly, and there are many more days that my heart breaks for my grandmother, who misses him so much after 59 years of marriage. But it sure is good to know it's not the end...
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There is not a day that goes by that I am not thankful that this is not the end. Every time I look at Evan, I think, "MeeMaw would have loved her so much!" Your blogs always bless my heart!!!
and your comments bless mine... thanks so much for always reading my thoughts, and for your encouraging words...
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