4/22/11-4/23/11

We went to visit my Grandma & Grandpa for the weekend.

My Grandpa was very sick, not eating, not doing much at all. 

 

 

The next day was my Great - Grandmother's 101st birthday.  I had missed her 100th birthday because of Jonah just being born. 

 

Mallary and Trevan had picked dandelions to give Granny Cole.

Mallary was watching Granny Cole who was crying and very emotional because she thought someone was one of her sons who had already passed away. 

This picture still makes me cry.  Since my grandpa had been so sick he hadn't been able to go visit her.  No one had really told her much about him being sick or anything.  When she saw him, she started crying and said, "I didn't think I was going to see you again."  It was just really sweet and showed how much she loves her son in law. 

 

 

It was so hard for me to leave this day.  We were headed home from the party, and I didn't want to leave.  John had already taken the kids to the van and I was lingering.  I hug my Grandpa again and he was crying too.  I don't really remember what was said.  As I walk out the door one of my cousins asked what was wrong, and I hugged her and asked her to take care of my Grandpa.  No one at that point knew how serious he was sick.  I cried myself to sleep in the van on the drive back.  It felt like I had just said good-bye to my Grandpa for the last time.  It was a very similar feeling to the last time I said good-bye to my mom, and that made me even more sad. 

 

Though I saw my Grandpa a few more times before he passed away in July, that trip was the last trip that he was really the Grandpa that I knew and loved.  The other times the drugs he was on made him grouchy and weird.  So, I think of this weekend as the last weekend with my real Grandpa, and just thinking of me leaving him that day makes me so sad.