Grandma + Grandpa

February 26, 2016  •  1 Comment

My favorite place in the world is my grandparents house.  My family and I have gone there every summer growing up and I still go there with my family every summer now. It is a place where I walk in and can instantly breathe deeper, and feel my mind clear.  We don't really do a whole lot when we are there.  We help grandma pick beans, cucumbers, and tomatoes.  We make food and attempt to clean up after ourselves.  We have cooking competitions, play games, take naps.... My mom plays the piano, while my sister and I fight over whose turn it is to sing a song. We swing on the giant swing set overlooking the garden till it is too dark to stay out without the mosquitoes eating us alive.  I bother my grandma with sewing projects that she probably doesn't want me to do (on account that I don't actually know how to sew...so I have to ask for instructions for every step). We go up in the mountains and have a picnic, pick flowers, and hike up to the top of Jaws. We watch the sunset from the back window...with the tree that is in the pictures below silhouetted on the skyline.  It is a place I bring my children every year and they are growing to love it as much as I do.

And the last, yet most important aspect of being at my grandparents house is that they are there....  My grandpa telling jokes that I only sometimes understand.  My Grandma working so hard in her garden, making macaroni and tomato juice soup (I know it sounds gross, but it is THE BEST.) My Grandpa mowing the lawn with whatever toddler is there at the time. My favorite laugh of Grandma's that sneaks out when she really thinks something is funny.  

I can hear her chuckling now thinking of telling them that this is the most special place in the world.  I think she would believe me, and yet the other part of her would think of all the hard times that I don't really know about.  I have experienced the ideal version of this home; the one were my troubles can be forgotten, and my heart can feel light.  However, I know that there have been hard times.  That they have worked together to make this the home that it is.  They have worked, prayed, laughed, cried, dealt with loss, and gone through so many phases in their life in this house.  What I have appreciated the very most is the love I can feel they have for each other. I wouldn't say that they are excessively mushy together, but it is one of those things you can feel tangibly when they are near.

Their children and grandchildren rotate through their home ALL SUMMER.  They have given us so much throughout the years, just by being there, and always making us feel wanted and welcome.  I feel certain when they meet our Father in Heaven again, that He will tell them He is so immensely proud and pleased to call them His own; for they fulfilled their mission here by creating a place of peace for their family.  A true Heaven on earth, for us, their children, to call home. 


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Chelsea(non-registered)
I cried reading this. What a beautiful spirit they have brought into so many lives.
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