I tried to write a post or two during the holiday season to keep you updated on our goings on. It didn't happen and now I find myself on New Years Eve, attempting again, what has not yet come to me the past couple of weeks. It's not that we haven't had a festive Christmas or plenty to gab about; it's not that I didn't spend the majority of December making, making, making and could post about that too; but for now I just feel quiet and reflective. It's fitting really, New Years Eve is always a time of introspection for me. Making peace with all things done and praying for grace for the year ahead.
Tonight especially we need that grace. A very dear man, my husband's grandfather passed away this afternoon suddenly. Instead of planning for a new year, the family gathered together at the hospital to say goodbye to this beloved man. He was a gentle soul with a tender spot for his family and he loved all
of us, that I am sure of. You never had to wonder how grandpa felt on
that level because he so readily told you every time he saw you. At our last family gathering together my camera found his gentle face and made a point of memorizing it's lines and shape, not that it needed to ... because his memory is forever etched in my heart. Grandpa you will be missed and always loved. xxx