12 October 2014
when grandpa's hope was stubborn
I remember sitting with him at the funeral home, he just kept repeating, "God has been good to us. We've had a good life." He just kept repeating those two statements over and over and over. I don't know what he must have been feeling knowing she was gone and he was left behind. I witnessed him stubbornly holding on to hope, repeating what he knew to be True in the face of his saddest days.
Grandpa has always been a softie, he would get "weepy." He never hid his emotions or tried to put on a tough-guy-facade. But hearing him repeating those statements about God's goodness while he sat looking over at grandma's lifeless body as a slide show of their memories played in the background was the bravest thing I had ever seen.
Posted by amanda at 19:39