Last week my Grandpa Crandall passed away. An event like that always brings memories and emotions to the surface. At the viewing and the funeral I had the chance to visit with family and cousins I grew up with and reminisce about being little. Like many of my cousins, one of my favorite memories of Grandpa is riding on the back of his motorcycle to the mine to find Fool's Gold. And riding horses. And watching Grandpa change the water. And the witch house at Keetley and the squeaky bed in the kitchen there. And the big rock in their front yard at home. And for some reason, my sister and I both talked about the smell of Grandma's pantry-so good:) Remembering Grandpa of course brought up memories of Grandma and talk about my dad, both of whom we all miss and I'm sure Grandpa was overjoyed to see, among so many others. I'm always telling my kids how blessed we are to be an Eternal Family. Times like this truly bring that blessing into perspective. To be together forever! Yay. I am so thankful for the sure knowledge of the gospel. And for my heritage. We love you and will miss you Grandpa.
4 comments:
What a neat guy. And don't forget my memory of your Grandma...the crystal that hung in her window and made rainbows! I loved that. I'm sorry for your loss, but share your joy in eternal families. Love ya!
It is always hard to loose a loved one, but it is so nice to have the gospel and the knowledge that we can see them again. Hang in there....sending you lots of hugs! :)
Oh my gosh...I forgot about the pantry. I loved that smell. Thank you for sharing your memories. It reminded me of so many more.
I'm so sorry for your loss.
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