February 28 1987
The first 59 days of the
Year are now history
The remaining 306
Are still a mystery
So continue in safety
As you have in the past
And the year will be pleasant
Right up to the last!
I couldn’t say Paw Paw… it came out Baw Baw and so it always was…
My grandpa was amazing! He always encouraged me and told me I could do anything! He would carry me around like I was a prize! He had a green house where he planted, grew and sold vegetables after he retired from selling cattle. We would spent hours in the greenhouse… he would be planting and I would be baking! Mud pies, mud cup cakes, and mud anything I could think of! I would help him plant too. He would teach me how to plant the tomatoes and peppers just so… I'm sure it’s where my green thumb comes from. I love to garden to this day!
Today I don’t feel like what I can say will ever be enough. I guess what I can say is I loved him so much! He had such a big part in shaping me into the person I am today. He and I were like two peas in a pod when I was little but about the time this was written he started to forget things… more and more the forgetting got worse. It wasn’t easy to see. It wasn’t easy for him either. Sometimes he would say… “I don’t know why I can’t remember?” or “I know I asked you this already but…”
He would never go to the doctor so this was just the way it was. Every year a little worse till finally when he broke his hip in January of 1999 he had to be placed in a nursing home. There was no way my grandmother could take care of him and no other options were available. It was close to my house so I could go in any time and check on him. It’s strange… he would never have wanted to be in a home like that but when he was there he didn’t know he wasn’t home and he liked it. He had a friend there and the two of them were never seen apart. They would laugh and talk, only the two of them knew what they were saying or talking about! But they both were always smiling and laughing and happy!
He always said he wanted to live to be 80… and he did. But by then he didn’t know me or my dad or my grandmother. Six weeks later he was gone…
This wonderful poem he gave me so many years ago hangs on the wall in our bedroom. I look at it every day and think of how lucky I am to have had the very BEST Baw Baw EVER!!!!!!
Here is a song… have a little listen if you have time.
I have decided to do a Project 365! Here is just a bit of info behind every pic.
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