This past week I spent close to an hour typing out a blog..(ok I know what your thinking, with the speed he types that was probably one paragraph)..and i thought this would automatically save it for me. But no that would be to easy. Instead it is gone. Since I usually don't have the same flow of words in my head I am forced to start over.
Last week we had the lesson in Sunday School about Lehi last words to his children. This struck me as it has been five years since my dad passed away. It was important for him to tell each of his children what he wanted for them. He assured me that he had a testimony and wasn't concern for himself as much as he was about his children.
It got me to thinking how blessed I am. I never had a great relationship with my grandparents.
They lived far away and times were different as you all well know. I saw them rarely and letters just didn't have the same effect. I wanted my children to know their Papa as best they could.
Linda's Dad was dead when she was 4 months old and I wanted my children to know my Dad as best they could.
We sent Tamar off to the Grand-pa house when she was about two. My parents hadn't seen her for more than a year. she went again when she was about twelve. My parents have tried there best to be in my children's lives.
I am so thankfull to have the Internet so I can see pictures of my grandchildren weekly. I love video conferences with them.
I don't know what memories each of my grandchildren will have of me when I get old.(I don't ever want to grow up) I hope that I will be more than a photo to them as I don't fell I really knew my grandfather.
I am posting a picture of them. Since its the best I have.
Sorry if this was a ramble but it the blog fault as it didn't save my other way better posting.