this is the morning


On January 12th, Grandpa shook loose the fetters of time and pain, and stepped into timeless bliss.  Grandma was at his bedside every minute of those last few weeks.  As the end drew near, their four children were there with them, which must have been a sweet joy and a comfort to them both.  I keep thinking of how amazing Grandma is, in her attentive, gentle, tireless care that she took of Grandpa.  She never ceases to amaze me.

For Grandpa, “The term is over; the holidays have begun. The dream is ended; this is the morning.”

For Grandma, and for all of us, while we are comforted by the fact that Grandpa no longer suffers pain, this also is true.

“It is hard to have patience with people who say ‘There is no death’ or ‘Death doesn’t matter.’ There is death. And whatever is matters. And whatever happens has consequences, and they are irrevocable and irreversible. You might as well say that birth doesn’t matter.”

Grandpa had struggled for years with a weak heart, and with congestive heart failure and all the disease and sickness associated with it.

When I was a little girl, Grandpa was given a short life expectancy which he outlived by more than 15 years.

I am grateful that Grandpa was able to not only meet, but also to interact closely with his twelve grandchildren…

and his ten great grandchildren.  I am so thankful that my girls got to know Grandpa…

and that he was able to meet his first great-grandson.

Kinsley and Sophie love to guess who Grandpa must be currently visiting with – usually they agree that he must be visiting Daniel, a personal favorite of theirs.

[from the final paragraphs of The Last Battle by C.S. Lewis]

“And as he spoke he no longer looked to them like a lion; but the things that began to happen after that were so great and beautiful that I cannot write them. . . . And we can most truly say that they all lived happily ever after. But for them it was only the beginning of the real story. All their life in this world . . . had only been the cover and title page: now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great Story, which no one on earth has read, which goes on forever, in which every chapter is better than the one before.”

I sit in wonder and think of what Grandpa must be seeing now.


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