“Dear God, I need her around a lil bit longer.”

Every Friday afternoon I pick my hubby up from work and we go through the drive thru to grab lunch (I know, not healthy) and off to Grandmother’s house we go.  She is 93 years old (she would seriously hurt me if she knew I announced her age to the blogging world) but she is a feisty lil pinochle loving, 93-year-old with lots of crazy stories that always start with “years ago.”  Sometimes if it is a distant memory, she starts off the story with “years and years and years ago” and that’s when I know we are going back to the day when dirt was new.  We love listening to her stories and she loves telling them.

She says that she enjoys having us over as dinner guests because we always bring our own food and provide the best entertainment.  🙂

Today was a little different because the hubs was out-of-town working and I have a Safe Families for Children baby that I am hosting for another host parent while they are on a vacation.  It was so precious to watch my Grandma talk to the baby and listen to her reminiscence on how she raised her children and how they didn’t “require” car seats “years and years and years ago”.  (Mommers if you are reading this, you got three “years and years and years ago”…I’m sorry. hehe.  I don’t think it has been THAT long ago but you know how forgetful she can be. wink, wink).

1122131243It was also fun to watch her try to “find” toys for him to play with because I didn’t bring any.  I kept telling her that he was perfectly content with throwing around his empty bottle and climbing in and out of his car seat; but she kept insisting on giving him random items to play with while I ate my lunch.   I decided at one point she was marked off my future babysitting list as she started to hand him a plastic bag…?  I had to explain why we can’t let babies play with plastic bags and she looked at me as if I had three heads.  That’s when I listened to more stories of, “years and years and years ago we let kids play with anything and they never got hurt.” Once again, Mommers if you are reading this, she should have used one “years ago” and I am still scratching my head on how you survived riding around in a car unrestrained with a plastic bag over your head.  😉

I had such a good time with her this afternoon and I even stayed longer than usual because she seemed to enjoy having a “lil one” around, but as I sat there watching her play with him, I started to wonder if she would be around to hold my first child.  I remember in July 2012 (a couple of months after my failed IVF/Miscarriage) she started to have heart complications and was put in the hospital.  I cried out to God to keep her around so that she could one day meet my miracle baby.  God answered my prayers that day because she is still alive and feisty as ever, but I hope and pray that He will answer the second half of my prayer by letting her cradle him in her arms. She is the last of the “Grandma’s” still alive and my two Grandpas (one from each side of the family) have already passed away.  I have always been the closest with her and I get emotional thinking about not having a picture of the two of them together. I want her to be able to have one more story to tell her Pinochle friends down at the Senior Center of how God was faithful and gave her a great-grand baby.

So as we left her driveway today and I waved goodbye, I asked God one more time to keep her around long enough so that she can rock to sleep the special child He has already promised me.

 

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14 thoughts on ““Dear God, I need her around a lil bit longer.”

  1. Aw this makes me think of my Grandmother who has already passed away. Between my husband and I his grandmother is the only grandparent left between the two of us and she is pretty feisty to I pray she will make until we have a child together 🙂

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    • I know, I know…I thought of you as I typed my confession of the drive thru :/ I used to bring food from home but it became stressful packing stuff for the both of us…I decided just jumping in the car and grabbing something quick was easier…not healthy…but easy. I need to plan ahead better

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    • I know, I know…I thought of you as I typed my confession of the drive thru :/ I used to bring food from home but it became stressful packing stuff for the both of us…I decided just jumping in the car and grabbing something quick was easier…not healthy…but easy. I need to plan ahead better

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  2. I love that you have such a special relationship with your Grandma! I also love that you and your husband have a tradition of grabbing lunch and visiting her together, that makes for sweet memories! 🙂

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