If you have been a reader of mine for awhile you know how much my grandparents meant to me. Even though they have been gone for quite a while there isn't many days that go by that they don't cross my mind.
When we were younger my sister and I spent many days of the summer at their home. There are many things I remember about them and one thing that stands out is popa always taking pictures during special events or holidays. Little did I know at the time how important these photos would become.
While I was visiting my mom recently I asked her if we could get the "old" pictures out. Of course she didn't mind so out they came........................................................................................
What's this? Glad you asked. This is an old suitcase that houses some of the most priceless things I know. To me, this is a suitcase full of love. There are pictures in here of family, distant relatives that I didn't ever know, friends of my mom and aunt, and friends of grandma and popa. Some of these photos are really old. There are even a few tin-types in here. My popa loved to fish so it didn't surprise me to find this.Here he is showing off his good looking catch. Even though I never fish I really do enjoy it. Seems like popa was always doing something. I never knew him to sat still. He was a very hard worker and worked on the railroad all his life. This pictures shows him(far right) with his crew.I thought this was a neat picture. It is of my great-grandfather(my grandma's dad). I have no idea how old he is here but he must of been pretty young.This picture? Well we have no idea who this is. I just thought it was so cute. At first I thought it was a little girl but on the back it has a boy's name.
I enjoy going through these pictures so much. It reminds me of the love grandma and popa had for their family and friends.
They loved God and when you were around them you knew it. My popa helped start a small church in the town where they lived. It's where we went when visiting them. They loved gardening(I think this is where I got my green thumb) and both loved fishing. They loved their family and neighbors. I remember on holidays grandma always preparing a plate for popa to take to someone who was alone.
Even though looking at these pictures is great, it's the love I feel each time I look at them. Grandma and popa helped anybody they could, to me they left a legacy. I surely hope one day when I leave this earth that I will have done the same.
To close this post I found this video that speaks loudly to me. Hope you enjoy!