This afternoon I bought a case of wine and was reminded that I am my grandfather's granddaughter. My appreciation for classical music is to his credit as well. We lost him a year ago and I miss him all the time. (The fact that I purchased the case at Bev Mo! during their 5 cent sale reminds me I am my grandmother's granddaughter. She was very smart with their finances and it paid off in world travel and a life next to the shore. She's been gone 15 years and I miss her every single day.)
In the last 4 weeks my husband and I have both lost fathers. My biological dad, Joe, is not a man I knew much at all, but his biggest wish, I've learned, was that his 3 children would be close. In his death, we 3 have drawn together and gotten to know each other a little more. It was precious time I got to spend with them and their spouses and I think we all look forward to more.
My father in law, Ron, was quite a man. The minute you laid eyes on him you knew he was his own man and played by his own code of ethics and rules. He loved his home among the woods, his children and his grandchildren. Even from afar he won the hearts of my 3 kids and we will all miss him dearly. Of the many things he gave my husband one was a love of country music, and I must admit that it has been passed along to me too. Without Ron there would be no melodious twang on my kitchen radio.
We miss the ones who go before us, but in each of us a bit of them lives on. It's that which becomes their legacy.
Striving to make them proud,
~S
