I wanted to blog a cute story that exists in my family about today, Flag Day. I tried to, off and on, all day. I failed. All day. You see, the story involves my grandparents, as newlyweds. Young and in love. Not knowing what the future would hold but ready to face it all. It’s an adorable story. Really, it is.
Yesterday would have been their fifty-fourth anniversary. My grandfather died in January.
Today I spent the evening with my husband’s grandparents, married fifty-one years next month. I kind of needed it; the presence of loving grandparents. My heart broke all day yesterday for my grandmother, for our family. I expected that the feeling would lift today. Instead I remembered that it was Flag Day. The story came immediately to mind and, all over again, the tears fell.
Maybe next year I’ll tell you their story. This year, I miss him far too much.
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Domestic Extraordinaire´s last [type] ..Fifteen and a Half
Your photos are amazing! I also think it’s wonderful that you have grandparents to spend time with still. You’re blessed in many ways.