From the very earliest memory I have, I remember my Grandpa being proud of me . . . button popping proud. That is a wonderful encouraging feeling.
He was always willing to take a break from his work to saddle up a horse for me, take me on a 4-wheeler ride, build a new swing or toy. . . (the list could go on).
He was always at our events, cheering us on. I can hear his voice echo in my mind "Way to go Jaimer!!"
He was a big part of our lives (my siblings and I) as a wonderful example of how to live a godly Christian life. What a generous man! Generous with everything he had.
Many of my favorite childhood memories revolve around harvest on the farm. I remember one time I was riding on the combine with Grandpa in the evening. He had just been delivered his supper from Grandma (a peach and a ham sandwich). He split everything he had with me - even though he was probably very hungry and tired from a long day of work. I remember how good that sandwich tasted and how fun it was to share it with my Grandpa.
My Grandpa is not a person who says a lot but he has never needed too. His tight squeeze and kiss have always been enough to show the extent of his love for his family!
I cannot write a post about my Grandpa without mentioning his work ethic. It is beyond anything I have ever seen. He is a worker through and through . . . always going until the job is done well.
(Looking on while Grandpa reads to Abigail - December 2008)
This sweet Grandpa of mine is always on my mind, in my heart, and in my prayers. He is struggling in a serious battle with cancer and is currently receiving hospice care in a hospital near my hometown.
If you would, please take a moment to pray for him, for his comfort and for this battle he is going through and for my Grandma, dad, mom, and brother as well (as they are there with him).
Never have I deserved to have such a wonderful Grandpa but I'm so glad he is mine!
(Grandpa and I on our newly purchased 2-acre lot where our house now stands).