Tonight's post is a brand new experience for me! Lisa Jo Baker, from Tales From a Gypsy Mama, hosts a fun Twitter party and link up called Five Minute Fridays. She suggests a topic and then you are given five minutes to write on that topic. Say what? Five minutes! It's crazy talk I tell you! The topic tonight was 'Looking and Seeing.' It took me seven minutes to come up with eight melodramatic sentences. Wow. This was WAY harder than I thought it would be.
Here goes:
When my husband was four his grandfather had a heart attack and died suddenly. When they told my husband the sad news he said:
Here goes:
When my husband was four his grandfather had a heart attack and died suddenly. When they told my husband the sad news he said:
"But I wasn't done seeing him yet"
His little mind couldn't wrap around the fact that he wouldn't be able to see him anymore. My nine year old obviously never got the chance to meet his Dad's grandfather but he sure as heck knows that story. That story has become his method of 'seeing' a grandfather he never knew. We've made sure of it. And isn't that just what a story should be? A way of opening ourselves up and allowing others to see us.
Hi Jane,
ReplyDeleteWhat a great definition of story you came up with:A way of opening ourselves up and allowing others to see us.
Thanks for sharing your husband's story with us.
Nice to meet you...Blessings :)
Thank you and thanks for stopping by!
DeleteBeautiful write. When I open myself up to others, I am asking them to look, to see me. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteLove this! So many of my "memories" of my grandfathers are reconstructed from old home movies and stories told a thousand times. You know what? That's fine with me. What a great way to pass on family history.
ReplyDeleteSo glad you jumped into the FMF pool and hungout with us last night.
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ReplyDeleteI read this post last night, or should I say early morning, and did not leave a comment. I woke up this morning thinking of the beauty, the simplicity,the clarity found in your husbands desire as a child to see more of his Grandfather.
ReplyDeleteWhen my father was letting go of this world, ever ready to go onward & upward into the next, I remember saying, "Daddy, I can let you go because I know we will never be apart. Where you are going, God is. Where I am, God is and this will be our truth eternally."
Your story was a reminder of all that I see. Infinitely! Thank you, Jane and Jane's hubby,too!
Wow. That is incredibly kind of you to say. Thank you.
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