The rain continues and the evidence of a major snowfall will soon be erased. We have needed the moisture since summer and we are certainly receiving it all at once. The dog is not complaining too much, just curious about the lumps of snow along our walking paths and glad to be out walking again as we couldn’t go far last week with the depth of the snow and her inability to navigate thru it all.
I was Jack’s first date last night when he took me to see the movie “Wonka”. It was a very cute musical and it was fun to go out with a grandson. Tom left me eleven of them and they are good boys and good to me. How many grown grandsons hold their grandmother’s hand or put their arm around her to lovely comfort her or come to visit her or FaceTime her or share a bedroom with her on holidays or get her safely to the airport or give her priesthood blessings or stand faithfully by her side as people greet her at her husband’s memorial service. I know of none, let alone eleven and then to top it off I have three, beautiful, remarkable granddaughters, four precious children and special in-laws to go along with them. I love them, I pray for them and want to have them always.
I have been carrying on with my commitment to deal with Tom’s belongings. I have been going thru his clothing and mine and trying to determine what to keep, give away or throw away. It is an emotional experience and hard to see things that seemed to part of someone relegated to different places than where they have always been. I hope to get Tom’s things and mine organized so that when I go it will not be a painful problem or process for the children to deal with. I gave Tom’s shirts to Renee Gallant so that she can start to piece them together into a quilt. That way I can treasure those remembrances of him. I am giving some of his clothing to the Hardy family as they are the ones that fit his things the best. I have given ties to all the grandson’s and his watches to Trevor. So on it goes on slowly, sometimes tearfully but always with love and great gratitude for Tom, for my family and for the gospel that frames it all with meaning.