It has been three years since Peepaw left this earth. Here is the
story I shared last year with some more details about that day.
I always think about him, but at this time of year I probably think about him more and realize how much I miss him and how long it seems since I've seen him or hugged him.
The other day I was looking at some pictures I had of him with Caleb, and it made me miss him so much. It feels so long since I've seen his face, heard his voice, or felt his hug.
I saw the packages of money cards in the card aisle at Walmart and thought of him. For years he gave us an envelope like that with money for Christmas.
We were eating at Mr. Gatti's recently where I saw a girl about my age eating with an older woman (I thought it might be her grandmother). It reminded me of the times I went to eat with Peepaw or to go out for ice cream. He'd meet me for lunch or a snack and would always throw the money out to pay. I miss that so much.
People always say how "time heals" when you miss someone. I feel that the stages of grief give me a different kind of missing now. The missing I feel now isn't the same as I felt that first Christmas without him, but it's still there.
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Psalm 121
I lift up my eyes to the hills—
where does my help come from?
2 My help comes from the LORD,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
3 He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;
4 indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
5 The LORD watches over you—
the LORD is your shade at your right hand;
6 the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.
7 The LORD will keep you from all harm—
he will watch over your life;
8 the LORD will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore.