Thursday, July 16, 2009

Tell Me Bout' The Good Ol' Days

Writer's Workshop:
Tell us about Grandpa


He's been there since the start, but he's not my biological Grandpa. I'd never have known or cared had I not been told. He called me "Lady". I'm told that's all he'd ever called me from the moment I came home from the hospital. I'm not sure I've ever heard him say my real name. I liked that about him. Paw Paw and I loved to sit on the swing and talk. He always sat to my right, and I would hop up on the swing and squeeze up next to him as close as I could get. We would talk and laugh and sometimes sing until my Grandma called us in for dinner. I loved him so much... still do. Though there was no blood between this man who meant so much to me and I, he was the Grandpa I had been given by God. To me, that was stronger than blood. I miss him everyday. When I close my eyes, I can still smell him. I can feel the flannel of his shirt, see his gorgeous smile and hear his deep country voice. It's all still with me.
He's still right here with me.

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  1. i LOVE this! my grandpa (g-pa) was my best friend. i loved reading your story and yes, they are always with us! :) thanks for sharing

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  2. It sounds like you two had a very special bond.

    You've made me miss my grandpa terribly... they're wonderful things to have, aren't they?

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  3. great post about your grandpa. what a great relationship!

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  4. He sounds like a wonderful man and you are so lucky to have had him in your life!

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  5. This was really sweet....I miss my grandpa's too. Sooo much.

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  6. Oh Lace I'm sure he'll always be so proud of you. I'm glad his memories continue to live :) Wosh I was that close to my grandpa.

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  7. How sweet! What a great paw paw!

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  8. I love that he called you Lady!! SOOO cute!

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You've always been my favorite... don't tell the others!