The death of my Grandpa has been easier to handle than the loss of my little one. At his memorial yesterday I felt a resolution that came from him living a full life. I felt the peace of knowing that he is in heaven right now. I hope he's holding Isaac.
My grandpa starting developing symptoms of optic neuritis when I was a little kid, although my in my earliest memories of time spent with him he was already legally blind. He didn't seek out a personal relationship with Christ until this time in his life. As my mom read in a memorial she wrote for yesterday, he told her that "it wasn't until he went blind that he was able to see".
Yesterday was my first time attending a funeral where they honored someone for their service to the country. I made it through the emotional slideshow and all of the speakers, but when I heard the twenty-one gun salute and the instruments playing Taps, I couldn't keep the tears from falling. When the soldier knelt down to present the flag to my grandma and I heard the gentle, respectful way he spoke to her, it gave me chills.
I am so proud of my grandpa and can't wait to see him again!
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I get how you feel. As the wife of a soldier, I am so strongly effected by the respected shown to our servicemen and women in this manner.
i am so sorry for the loss of your grandpa. but what an amazing story of how he was saved. i feel your pain in his loss as it was almost a year ago since i lost my grandpa. we also had the military honors at his service and i lost it. very neat to honor their service to our country as well as to their family. hang in there darling...and i am with you on the weather. brrrr!
I am so sorry to hear of the loss of your grandpa. What a neat honor to witness though!
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