I wanted to dedicate this post to my grandpas. I have been lucky enough to have both of my grandpas involved in my life until just a few years ago. My family has always been a huge part of my life. And I love it. Unfortunately my grandpa Jerry lived in Texas my whole life, and I wasn’t able to see him as often as I wanted too. My grandpa Warren and I lived in the same town until I was 18, and we spent time together at least 3 times a week.
My parents divorced when I was young. My mom stepped up filling the mom and dad role on a daily basis. My grandpa Warren would always take care of us. He would be over to shovel the walks in the winter, rake leaves in the fall, plant flowers in the spring, and mow our grass in the summer. The moments we spent together have been memories that I think of and smile. He has taught me many life lessons, and I know that I will one day I will be able to teach my kids all this knowledge learned.
Thanks to grandpa Warren:
- I can hear a Cardinal and find them up in a tree
- I know how to grow a garden
- I know where to go to pick wild raspberries and then make homemade jam (10 cups of raspberries are needed….but it is hard to get those cups when I end up putting more in my belly than in my bucket)
- St. Patrick, Missouri is where my 4th of July memories were made
- Going to watch the Cardinals play down in St. Louis
- I understand what the mile markers are on the side of the interstates
- I have traveled and seen, the Grand Canyon, the Hoover Dam, Prairie Dog Town, the Petrified Forest, huge sand dunes, and so much more
- I love flea markets, antique stores, live auctions, and garage sales because he taught me how to find a treasure
- Finding pieces for my depression glass set
- Teaching me how to play softball and being my coach for 10 years
Here is my grandpa Warren on Father’s Day this year. We went down and spent the day with him. Mom and I found this awesome Cardinal bird house to add to his collection.
Here is grandpa Warren and I at Easter this year. I love how we have the same chin 🙂
Grandpa Jerry is another story. He was the man I spent time with only a few weeks out of each year. I saw him when I was down in Texas visiting my dad. My mom has told me that I my personality is similar to his. We both have love for Sperry Topsiders. There has been many moments in the past where we may have been a little inappropriate…but we were both laughing the whole time. I lost my grandpa Jerry a few years ago. At some point everyday I am reminded of him, and how this leads me to be reminded of how much I miss him. I continuously go through the “what ifs” and “I wish I could haves” but I they won’t make a difference. Instead I need to write down my memories, print off photos, and talk to my family and friends about my grandpa Jerry. I need to make time to spend every moment I can with the ones I care about and love. I can’t concentrate on the mistakes I have made in the past, but instead look forward on the changes I am going to make in the future.
Thanks to grandpa Jerry:
- I know how to fish, especially in the Gulf of Mexico
- How to laugh at any situation
- How to really use a toothpick
- Many, many inappropriate jokes
- I know that if you shove peanut butter up your nose it can be a really good joke
- That Milwaukee Best is better with a little pitch of salt in it
- To go crabbing and then have an amazing shrimp and crab boil
- To overcome personal differences and to get along with others (even if you don’t want to, but it makes loved ones around you happier)
- I have my very own dollhouse that he built, one very small piece at a time, and then painted with the exact same colors of his house
- I know the clipping sound in the canals are crabs snapping their pinchers
- Where to go to find the secret spot for fishing, and to see alligator gars jumping out of the water
This is from of the many summer days we spent together on the beach. Grandpa Jerry is the “Old Fart”, next is my cousin Danielle, and then myself rocking the two piece.
Here is grandpa Jerry in 2006 when he presented my very own dollhouse. Each one of the granddaughters (3 total) received their own dollhouse. Mine was the last one to be built, and I cannot wait to have my permanent home to set up for my kids to one day play with.
Thank you to both of my grandpas for being there for me throughout my whole life. For helping shape me into the woman I have become. For being who you are, and respecting the person I am. I love you both unconditionally.
What are some of your favorite stories or memories you have had with your grandparents? Have you called them, seen them, or written them a letter lately telling them that you are thankful for them? Take a moment and do it.