I'll get back to our trip details, for those of you who have been so patient, but for tonight I'd like to digress.
As I mentioned in a previous post, I accompanied David's dad (along with his mom) to the hospital in Scottsbluff, NE for a blood transfusion. For any of you who may not know, this procedure takes hours. In fact, that day I think we were at the hosptial about 12 hours. When we got back to the Quad Cities, we spent many more hours together in the hospital. It was such an honor to be there and serve them by offering what limited medical knowledge I have and/or just sitting nearby so Glenda could attend to other needs.
Samuel's 8th birthday is tomorrow and I can't help but remember how David's dad sat by my bed for hours after the birth of my boys. I don't recall that he said much. I would awaken to see him with his new grandson in his arms or just sitting quietly nearby.
So when he apologized that his health needs were taking "my" time, I reminded him of the hours he sat by my side. Although I wish he were not ill, I count the hours that I spent attending to him among some of my precious memories.
Happy Birthday to my precious son, and thank-you, Grandpa, for allowing me to serve you the way you so graciously gave of yourself to me.
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I enjoyed reading all your blogs from your vacation and seeing all the pictures - I think that is so awesome you were able to enjoy that trip with Dave's parents - unforgettable memories for all of you that will be a blessing for years to come I predict.
I laughed at your sentence that if one was still reading they had to be either family or very close friends - you crack me up! And my Mother's heart "felt" for you when I saw the pics of your boys at the top of that rock when they were just with Daddy, glad their busy guardian angels were close by. "-)