Ending and beginning
So I was in the process of writing a silly little post about remembering how it used to be in my childhood and we got to the end of a school year. Had written a little at a time over the course of a few days. It was just silly.
And then the phone rang.
My Pawpaw Melvin lost his battle with lung cancer last week. Or, depending on how you look at it, he won the battle. For at this moment he is in the presence of Jesus, a victory if ever there was one. And he is healed. Completely. No more pain, no more tears, nothing but clearly and deeply breathing in the joy of Heaven.
Back on earth, our family cries and grieves over having lost such a strong, precious man. We remember countless stories from our time with him. We rejoice to know how and where he is now, and that we will see him again. We pray for each other in our pain. We worry over Meemaw. And we are reminded to cherish every moment.
Here at home, we have been on somewhat of a spiritual journey. This is the first person in the boys' lives that they have spent a memorable amount of time with, who has passed from this life. Aden has accepted that Pawpaw is in Heaven with Jesus. I believe Trey has accepted it too, but not before a barrage of questions about what happened and why. It has allowed us to show the boys the realities of life and faith, and the importance of hope.
A hope that will not disappoint us.
I love you Pawpaw. I'll miss your laugh most of all.
So life is beautiful. The boys have reached milestones with the ending of the school year, Trey completing first grade and Aden finishing with the three-year-old preschool class.
Trey wasn't thrilled with me and my camera during his picnic social, preferring instead to stick close to Aaron and Jaxsen. (And tag-along Aden, of course.)
Aden's ceremony was great, as he rode bikes with BFFs Nolan and Noah, goofed around, and then received his certificate, a sunflower, and a "When I Grow Up, I Want to Be" book. (His was motorcycle driver, by the way. Just like his Poppop. Though he'll need to figure out a way to get paid for that, I guess.)
And with that, summer officially begins. More to come.
And then the phone rang.
My Pawpaw Melvin lost his battle with lung cancer last week. Or, depending on how you look at it, he won the battle. For at this moment he is in the presence of Jesus, a victory if ever there was one. And he is healed. Completely. No more pain, no more tears, nothing but clearly and deeply breathing in the joy of Heaven.
Back on earth, our family cries and grieves over having lost such a strong, precious man. We remember countless stories from our time with him. We rejoice to know how and where he is now, and that we will see him again. We pray for each other in our pain. We worry over Meemaw. And we are reminded to cherish every moment.
Here at home, we have been on somewhat of a spiritual journey. This is the first person in the boys' lives that they have spent a memorable amount of time with, who has passed from this life. Aden has accepted that Pawpaw is in Heaven with Jesus. I believe Trey has accepted it too, but not before a barrage of questions about what happened and why. It has allowed us to show the boys the realities of life and faith, and the importance of hope.
A hope that will not disappoint us.
I love you Pawpaw. I'll miss your laugh most of all.
So life is beautiful. The boys have reached milestones with the ending of the school year, Trey completing first grade and Aden finishing with the three-year-old preschool class.
Trey wasn't thrilled with me and my camera during his picnic social, preferring instead to stick close to Aaron and Jaxsen. (And tag-along Aden, of course.)
Aden's ceremony was great, as he rode bikes with BFFs Nolan and Noah, goofed around, and then received his certificate, a sunflower, and a "When I Grow Up, I Want to Be" book. (His was motorcycle driver, by the way. Just like his Poppop. Though he'll need to figure out a way to get paid for that, I guess.)
And with that, summer officially begins. More to come.
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