I have rediscovered something I have always known, or maybe had a reminder of what is truly important in life, that is love.
Can you imagine a situation in which someone can spit up on you, even throw up on you, or drool all over the front of your shirt to the point you have a big wet spot on it and you don’t mind in the least little bit.. I can, I am experiencing it now. Can you imagine sitting and loving every moment of time as a 3 year old patiently teaches you how to put together a jig saw puzzle. This is the life I am currently living and it is wonderful. No, somehow the word wonderful doesn’t come close to describing my feelings.
Grandchildren are such a precious gift, I am such a lucky man. The sad part for me is that my grandchildren live so very far away from me, not sure but it must be something like 1,000 miles., I am not sure maybe because I don’t get to see them it magnifies the wonder of the time I can share with them. I am not sure of that as some how I just can’t imagine feeling any differently even if I saw them everyday.
Can a simple smile light up your day? YES, it can!!!! Just a single little smile from my 2 little princesses and this grandpa turns to total mush inside, every care or thought in the world suddenly just vanishes. Often I have written of the power of a simple smile, asking for them to be passed on to others. I can certainly attest to the power of the smile.
Every night when I go to bed I have such a warm fluffy feeling inside, it is wonderful. There has been a time or two as I lay there at night when niggling little thoughts enter my head. Sad thoughts, that this may well be the last time I see my little princesses or be blessed by one of those wonderous smiles. I do my best to immediately push those thoughts away I am not going to let thoughts of tomorrow spoil or even affect my today
Dying mans daily journal 
Well, Bill, you are indeed one lucky man 🙂
Bill, I came across your Blog and have enjoyed reading your entries. My mother passed away March 31st of lung cancer that has Metastasis in her spine and eventually went to her brain.
I appreciate your sharing your feelings about your Granddaughters. If my mom was a person of alot of words, she would have expressed something similar I think. She was a very quiet and private women. Somehow that made it harder, I think.
If you haven’t shared your illness and your feelings with your family, I encourage you to do so. How I do wish now, that I had asked my mom how she felt and what thoughts were going through her head. I was afraid to talk of death. I kept thinking, I’d have time or that she would bring it up eventually.
I had friends that told me, don’t have any regrets…. I was able to tell her I loved her almost every nite in the last 6 months before she died. It was such a privilege to help her, even though it was hard to watch her suffer. I am so grateful that I had every moment with her.
I hope you are allowing your loved ones to help take care of you. I hope that you share everything with them, so they aren’t left wondering.
The fact that you are a believer in Jesus, must bring your family such comfort. I am left wondering where my mom was at in her faith, since she stopped going to church when she was a young girl.
Thanks again for sharing your thoughts and feelings. Your family is so lucky to have such a wonderful man in their life that can walk by faith toward Heaven.
Linda
Fairfax, VA
Hi Linda, first may I say how sorry I am to hear of the passing of your much loved mother. I know it would have been a great comfort to her having you by her side as your were. Her spirits can’t help but have been lifted by your words and acts of love.
Please don’t “beat your self up” over things you may not have talked about, the mere thought of the passing of a loved one is more than most can even bear to think of. It sounds to me that you handled the situation in a wonderful manner.
Obviously, I do not know where your mother was with her level of spirituality. You say she hadn’t attended church in years. Personally, I do not believe that would make any difference in the relationship she may have had with God. That relationship comes from within your heart and not from within a building. I am sure she is resting easy surrounded by Heavenly Delights.
I do hope you will share more with us.
You are in my heart and prayers.
Bill
Warm and fluffy feelings are definately a good explanation.
Enjoy it Bill – It is all so worth it.
Linda, I’m so sorry for your loss. Blessings to you.
Bill, I’m so glad you are enjoying your visit with your granddaughters. What a precious gift, indeed. Your posts about them make me smile.
Linda:
Thanks for your post. Many have a hard time expressing their feelings, but that doesn’t mean that they don’t feel love. I’m sure your Mom was, and is, proud of the woman you are.
As for where your Mom was spiritually, I find many can be spiritual throughout their lives without church attendance. I myself don’t attend but nevertheless have daily conversations with God. [Prayer is an ever-present and portable thing.]
Blessings to you, Linda, for taking such good care of your Mother when she needed you most.
Grandparents bestow upon their Grandchildren,
the strength and wisdom that time and experience, have given them.
Grandchildren bless their Grandparents, with youthful vitality and innocence, that help them stay young at least forever.
Together they create a chain of love, linking the past with the future. The chain may lengthen, but it will never part.
k….. Yaknow, I think I’m looking forward to the experience, Bill. And I’m really, really, really glad you got graced with it–especially with this visit, now. Seems those jig saw puzzles and slobber are doing you the world of good.
Love.
Linda–you loved well. Blessings to you.
(((((((((((( Linda ))))))))))))
Hey Bill – Hope your still enjoying the cuddles & smiles.
Hey check out the hits, nearly 200K……..
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*chuckling* And you thought I wouldn’t notice.
Hope that slobber fest is still happenin’!
Dear Bill,
Praying for you always, Wiseman. (Give an extra hug and kiss to those wee ones for me, please.)
Irene