Our morning started out with exciting conversation over breakfast! We were leaving for the beach today for a few days of R&R over fall break. Then we got the call that you always dread! We lost my Poppy this morning. Our excitement and joy soon turned to tears and sadness as we had to tell the boys about their great grandpa. What a special man he was to all of us! Our sadness turned to rejoicing that he did not suffer. He never wanted to be sick or in the nursing home. He was 93 years old but still driving, living at home alone, doing his own laundry, buying his own groceries, he ate breakfast with my daddy every morning at Made With Love or Cracker Barrel. What a life this man has lived. All the things that he saw in his lifetime. He joined the National Guard in 1938 and was in the Cavalry...yes the horse cavalry! When bombs hit Pearl Harbor his unit was activated and he was sent to California to prepare to go oversees. He was in Okinawa when a bomb hit the tent he was staying in. Sixteen men in his unit died that night but he was saved. Why? He asked himself that same question! He knew at that moment that God had a plan for him and he accepted Christ as his Savior. What a testimony! He married my grandmother in Rossville, Georgia by a Justice of the Peace at midnight. He and his buddies all got leave one weekend from Camp Forest, Tennessee and realized they had no way to make it home. Three men rode a motorcycle back to Cookeville! I love these stories! After the Army he was a mechanic for the state! He loved to work on, well, just about anything! He rode horses, trained horses, was a member of the Upper Cumberland Horeseback Riders Club for years, he loved woodworking and was a great craftsman! He loved his family, his children, his grandchildren, his great grandchildren! Oh, the memories we all have! He love to get together and eat...anytime! As a matter of fact last Friday night we all had supper together at mom and dads! He was at my house every Christmas morning for the last ten years since Dylan was born! My boys loved Poppy so much! It is so hard to realize how much you love them also until they are gone! We will miss his company, we will miss his smile, we will miss his happy spirit, we will miss his presence BUT we know that he is well taken care of!
Forever After
Words cannot say what my hear truly feels
A sadness, a loss, that only time will heal.
But today my Poppy is in a new place
Where life after death really does exist.
No sickness, no sorrow, no pain, no tears.
For today is a celebration of his happy years.
(Ninety-three to be exact)
What a wondrous life, what a wondrous day
To know that he no longer has to say,
"I Can Only Imagine!"
He sits before our King, our Maker, our Redeemer
Holding the hand of his beautiful bride.
She has waited for him and she knew the day.
Their celebration of being reunited.
They are Poppy and Grangran
How we know them best.
Without them
Our lives would have have been so blessed.
Thank you Lord
For the time we had them.
Now they are yours...for forever after!
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