Sorry about the delay in posting but it has been a heckofa two weeks.
The morning after my dad left we got the call from my mom that my grandfather had been moved from the assisted living home to the hospital and things were going down hill fast. We were put on alert, the trip West to say goodbye was going to be in the coming weeks. But, on Tuesday the call came that we needed to come immediately and I was on a plane before dawn on Thursday morning. Seven hours later I arrived in Portland with my mom and waiting for my Aunt’s plane to arrive. We still had to drive over the mountain (you remember the mountain). Three hours later we were with him. I got to spend that evening and the next morning with him remembering all the wonderful times we had together. And before I knew it we were making the 10 hour trip again. In my life so far, it is the hardest thing I have ever done. He is my dearest friend and the greatest grandpa a girl could ask for. And there is nothing more to say about it.
I got back to town in time to spend two days with our friends who were in staying with us for ACL. And those pictures will follow, but I leave you with these shots for now:
Before I left for Oregon we hung the roses.
One of my favorite shots.
In our visit in November '06 was a good trip, Ian and Sarge met grandpa and we made another good memory to carry with us.
The morning after my dad left we got the call from my mom that my grandfather had been moved from the assisted living home to the hospital and things were going down hill fast. We were put on alert, the trip West to say goodbye was going to be in the coming weeks. But, on Tuesday the call came that we needed to come immediately and I was on a plane before dawn on Thursday morning. Seven hours later I arrived in Portland with my mom and waiting for my Aunt’s plane to arrive. We still had to drive over the mountain (you remember the mountain). Three hours later we were with him. I got to spend that evening and the next morning with him remembering all the wonderful times we had together. And before I knew it we were making the 10 hour trip again. In my life so far, it is the hardest thing I have ever done. He is my dearest friend and the greatest grandpa a girl could ask for. And there is nothing more to say about it.
I got back to town in time to spend two days with our friends who were in staying with us for ACL. And those pictures will follow, but I leave you with these shots for now:
Before I left for Oregon we hung the roses.
One of my favorite shots.In our visit in November '06 was a good trip, Ian and Sarge met grandpa and we made another good memory to carry with us.
2 comments:
Sorry to hear about your Grandpa.... Hope you and Ian and Sarge are all well!
Now you can look at the roses and always think of him honey.
Love, Mom/bp
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