Memories

Memories..... We make them everyday with our family and friends. When a loved one dies, that is what we have to hold on to. As we laid to rest my Uncle Glynn yesterday, so many memories came to mind. My dad had two brothers and out of the three boys, this is the last one. I took it hard because not only was this family who we grew up with, but he was the connection with my dad. I still could hear stories about my dad's childhood and his family growing up every visit. I still had something to hold on to. As we were  at my cousins house after the funeral and reminiscing, I couldn't help but think... Will my children have these great memories of their childhood? I remember visiting my grandparents and family and having fresh vegetables from the garden to eat. We all gathered under a huge oak tree and had watermelon and made homemade icecream. We played with spoons in the dirt and had the best time!!! I always say I blog for my children so they can go back and read the memories we had when they were little. I wish that my kids would have known my dad. I am so glad Rick got to know him. I am also glad that my kids did get to visit my Uncle and hear stories, especially Paislee who would just talk about it for days. As we were leaving the church my sweet Paislee asked, " Why is everyone crying?" My response was, " We are all sad that he is not here with us anymore." Paislee looked up and said, " You should be happy. He is in heaven, a happy place. It's a great day." As we walked over to the cemetery for the burial service, I thought to myself, she is so right. I dried my tears and as I stopped at my dad's grave on the way, I couldn't help but smile. As my almost two year old son jumped on the tombstone and my daughter pointed out exactly where my dad was buried, I just stood there and said, " See Dad what all your missing!"   In my heart, I know my dad is our angel watching over us all and we just added another. So now that generation is gone and our generation must carry on and make memories for our children.