I sit here at my computer, sometime in the middle of the night. Trying to think how to put into words today. This past week. But sentences are not coming. Just memories.
Memories of Eric’s Grandpa. My children’s great Grandpa. He is 92 years old. This last weekend he had a massive stroke that left him paralyzed on the left side of his body. He can’t swallow anymore and the doctors have said it will only be a few more days.
Everyday this week has been agonizing. Our hopes that he would recover have slowly faded. And with that the grief of preparing to lose someone we love so much.
So by lunch today, the children and I all just needed to do something that would distract us for a few hours. They have been very keen to all that is going on. So we loaded up and headed to the river. The sun was shining so bright and warm. As soon as we parked, the children were flying over the grass and hills, down to the river. We played and played. Laughed about silly things. I took lots of pictures. I wanted to remember every smile and joy that filled their little faces.
Exploring a dead fish.
Moving it to dry land.
Looking in it’s mouth.
Trying to move a log into the water.
Even Julia had fun in the sand.
Giving “sand massages”
And racing to the water to wash off!
Sand painting each other.
The sky was incredibly blue.
And the sun so bright.
I loved the mix of girly and dirt here
A heart for Mommy!
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