Our first stop on our trip to move was at my Opa's house. It was wonderful being able to see him and my uncle again. My Aunt Billie stopped in to visit also.
As you can see from the pictures above, Opa was a big hit with Andy and Kara. Tuesday morning, Opa found a cartoon channel for Kara. So, Kara found the most comfortable seat in the house -- Opa's lap -- for the entire morning. Lydia was too interested in playing with the remote or chasing the dogs.
I enjoyed having Billie stop in for a few minutes to chat. I woke up both of the girls so she would have a chance to see them.
As much as I enjoyed this visit, it was also a very emotional visit for me. I know this poem that follows is a bit long, but I think it covers the whole gamut of what I was feeling.
Where Were You
Today we stopped in for a visit
Like we have done so many times before.
I had so much to tell you,
so much has happened since we last talked.
I came to show you my son,
And listen to your stories of parenthood.
Yet something was missing
We visited with Opa at dinner
and ate his hamburger spinach.
Kara and Lydia shyly played
and chased Crystal and Bobbie.
Aunt Billie came by
And we talked like we had in the past
Yet something was missing.
We sat down with Opa to play
The games we’ve played in the past
And then I looked up
to watch you sleep in your chair.
I discovered then what was missing
The chair sat empty in the corner
You are what was missing
How could I think this visit was normal
As though nothing had changed.
Of course things were different
For you are no longer on earth.
I could not show my son
Nor converse as we had done before
You were missing from here.
Emotions came rushing about me
I still don’t know what to feel
To sort out my thoughts
And understand this confusion
Reality finally hit me
I finally am forced to admit
That you are no longer with us.
Confusion tumbled about me
Why did things have to change.
My heart has so many questions
Yet I know my place not to ask
Disappointment came down upon me
As I realized my dreams unfulfilled
My son I brought with me
Your eyes were not to behold
Sorrow about o’er whelmed me
When I realized your life has been passed
On earth I never would see you
And then tears touched my eyes.
As quickly as the emotions came
rushing and sweeping about me
my heart was uplifted
As Christ brought fresh to my mind
Yes your life here is over,
But you are not gone
For In Heaven you live.
Comfort than touched my heart
At the thought or you in Heaven
Walking without pain
Loving without hinderence.
I rejoice at the thought of my Oma
Walking upon streets of gold.
Singing with voice uplifted
Praising my Savior and hers.
For you pain has ended
Sorrow has ceased
For in Heaven you live.
I can picture you now up in Heaven
Gathering the children around
making them baskets of yarn
Filling them with the candy of love
And now I must trust to my Lord
The Oma I have adored
For with Him you now live.
My Oma I thank you
For all you have given to me.
You’ve taught me to have courage
And to trust with my heart not my mind
You’ve given me a heritage
That I must now pass on
For you have given me love.
I Love you Oma