I’ve watched you command any room you’ve walked in to. Been present when the French government placed their highest military award around your neck. Stood in the corner as you joyful played with one of your thirteen great grandchildren. Closed my eyes as you once again asked us to bow our heads in a family prayer. Sat with you in a hospital room wondering if this would be the last time I got to tell you thank you and I love you.
Today, 14 hours from home, I walked the welcoming halls of your new assisted living complex. I beemed with pride as you introduced me to anyone you met as “my grandson, the principal.” No one hung medals around your neck. You didn’t give any speeches. You still prayed. You walked around with joy and a smile I haven’t seen in a couple of years. Your move to Florida has been hard on the entire family. But being able to see you living and enjoying life again makes me know the decision made almost a year ago was the right one for you…..and that’s all that matters.
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Beautiful! You captured so much emotion in this Slice! I hope you enjoyed your time with family!
I’m so happy for your grandparents – and for the rest of your family! These kinds of moves are very difficult, but sounds like it has been well worth it. The pride you convey in this piece is the heart of it all – the gem!