Sunday, December 30, 2012

The Best Part of All

Of all the great stuff and good times we had in Utah the best part of all was getting to visit Grandpa Church.

We love him so much and enjoyed our visits with him at the Veteran's home.  We had some very sweet moments with Grandpa and we are so glad that we decided to come to Utah at this time, without a doubt it was the right thing to do.

Its hard to express our love and the tenderness we felt being with Grandpa and Grandma Church.

Here are just a few sweet memories:

-Some days when we went to visit Grandpa he was very tired and sleepy.  These were still precious visits because it gave us a great opportunity to sit and talk with Grandma Church and hear stories about Grandpa.

-We weren't sure if Grandpa would recognize or know who we were, especially because we had not seen him for a while and his physical and mental health had declined so much.  The first time we took the girls to visit, when Paige walked up to Grandpa he immediately said, with tears in his eyes, "Paige!" and grabbed her hand.  Later, Grandpa did the same with Dave.  These were precious times, the love just filled your heart.

-Grandpa was deservingly but also somewhat miraculously given a bed at the new George Whalen Veterans Home in Ogden, Utah.  It is a wonderful facility, close to home and a real blessing to Grandpa, Grandma who came to visit and stay with him every day and the rest of the family as well.  I think everyone felt confident he was receiving the best care.  As visitors, we witnessed a lot of it.  We also got to meet a lot of other residents.  It really is an honor to be in the presence of so many WWII veterans and heroes.  They really are the Greatest Generation.

-Despite Grandpa's health issues, paralysis from stroke and Alzheimers, he was still very much the man we love.  Grandpa is so kind and he has a great sense of humor.  So even though he was always trying to get us to bust him out of there, it was in his jovial way.  I hope that one day I can be as gracious in the midst of my struggles.



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