So my posts have centered around time with my Grandpa lately but the moments we've had have given us much to be thankful for and are truly moments to remember...and so I share. This past week we were so thankful my Grandpa got to see 80 years. He celebrated his day with my Uncle Randy who took him out to the re-uzit shop my grandparents volunteer for and then they went out for lunch. I was able to stop by in the afternoon and my wonderful Uncle was gracious enough to run back home to get his dog, Abby, who my Grandpa adores. He has fussed for weeks about his visits with Abby. My Uncle will often bring her over when he visits and I think it's some of the best medicine for my Grandpa. I was hoping to get a chance to snap a few pictures of their moments together and thanks to Randy, I got that chance.
My Uncle Randy...
Abby and Grandpa have this thing they do whenever they are together...it drives my Grandma crazy, but watching the two of them just tugs at the heart strings! Grandpa grabs a pillow and the two lay on the floor together. It's as if they have their own language. He talks to her in the this cute little way and plays with her ears and my heart just cries at the tenderness of a moment. A moment when little is said but so much is communicated.
About a dog...I believe that God created dogs to be man's best friend...to comfort without words, to heal without medicine...to love unconditionally through the good and the bad.
On a separate note, our family would greatly appreciate your prayers for the newest member of our family. Our precious baby Eva, who was born on December 30, has spent much of the last several weeks crying and although they've been to the doctor several times, they were always brushed off or given a "it's colic" answer. This past week after yet another visit to the doctor they were told that she had an infection in her brain stem. After an admission to the hospital, several tests, IV attempts, and much stress for my brother and SIL, they have found that it appears she has pockets of underdeveloped tissue in her brain that are consistent with trauma and a lack of oxygen. At this point they have no idea how she would have gotten any trauma and so the testing continues. Please pray for my brother and his wife. They have spent weeks trying to console their poor daughter, trying to get answers when no one seemed to listen and now the stress of uncertainty and yet more questions is quite a strain. These are times when I'm so grateful we don't live in Montana! I got to spend some unexpected time with their other 3 children this past week and through it all they are doing well...thank goodness they are too young to understand. For those who have prayed, listened, and supported so far...you are a blessing! And I'd like to say a special THANK YOU to my Mom's dear best friend, Denise, who was there to support her through this and help with the kids! Denise, you are a true God-send and a blessing and I'm so thankful my Mom (and I) can call you friend!