Ballpark memories..........

As the weather begins to warm up I know it's that time of year again, softball season. Dad had a game the other night and when I talked to mom she said she was on her way to pick up granny Bess because she wanted to watch dad play. I remember you and granny Bess always at the ball park. Whether it was dad, one of your grandkids, or great-grandkids you would never miss a game. Most of the time you had to park along the fence with your air on in the car because it was too hot for you to be outside with your asthma. I remember leaning into the driver's side window of your car and giving you a kiss. If I forgot and tried to walk past you I'd hear "hey you aren't you gonna give your grandpa a kiss young lady?!" I remember how you would tell grandma when someone scored a run because she had her little notepad keeping track of the score. I still don't know why you did that, that's what a scoreboard is for goofy! The last time I was at one of dad's games which was last year I sat in the car with you and grandma. I had Nathaniel and he was too little to be in the hot sun that day.

I miss you so much papaw Goose, but I'm so lucky to have all of these memories of you. I hope that wherever you are you're healthy with a brand new set of lungs. Please watch over my Bess right now, give her the strength to get through loosing you. Her heart is completely broken and she looks so sad.

Weird things make me think of you.

Ok so this is silly, but I was making some bean salad to take to work last night and it made me miss you. It's weird how under normal circumstances making my lunch for work wouldn't mean anything, but now it does. About a week before you passed you told me you wanted me to make you some bean salad and bring it to you when I came home the following weekend. The last time I made bean salad I made it for you, but you never got to eat it. You took a turn for the worse and passed on Thursday, you didn't make it to the following weekend you were referring to.

Grief is a funny thing, why does something as goofy as bean salad make me sad?

I love you always, Grandpa Geesy

One of a kind

My grandpa Goose I miss you so
It's hard to let you go
No longer struggling with your breathing, in a better place I know
I miss your voice, I miss your smile, I miss your hugs, I miss your love
I miss your presence, being around you, visiting you at home
I miss our chats, hearing you say I love you just before I'd hang up the phone
I can't describe this hurt I feel, I miss my papaw, I want you here
I don't know how to stop thinking about you, this sadness wants to stay
28 years of my life has been with you in it and now you've been ripped away
I find it hard being happy because I miss you every day
Our family's slightly broken, slightly awkward without you here
You were the glue that held us all together so tightly through the years
You taught us all how to love and care, being close like families do
And all the love we know now is what we've learned from loving you
To see my Bess it makes me sad
And knowing I can't fix her pain just makes me mad
She knows we're here for her and taking care of her just like you'd want us to
And even though she knows she's loved, her heart, it breaks for you
I know it will get easier and my grief will get better over time
I'm thinking of you often, you are always on my mind.
Forever loved, never forgotten
You were the best papaw ever, you were one of a kind