This past weekend I ventured out to West Texas to visit my mother and her mother (my Mamaw). Mamaw lost her husband (my Papaw) of 68 years to cancer last November. Losing a loved one is hard, especially when it is the man that helped build such a wonderful family. Mamaw has been living with her children at months at a time to keep her from getting lonely. So this month she is living with my parents… so why not go to check in?
Change is so hard for anyone. Yet, I can’t seem to fathom the change that she is witnessing at this time. Papaw was probably one of the greatest souls that ever lived. He was caring, kind hearted, and always worked hard to provide for his family. He was a man of faith and he never let anyone see him without a smile. Losing this man was difficult for everyone, but for the woman who he kissed before bed every night, and the woman he gave his life to…it was not easy for her to say goodbye.
What happens when life as you know it comes to an end? He no longer will bring you fresh picked flowers from the garden. He will no longer be able to hold your hand when it’s too cold. He will no longer be able to tell you just how beautiful you are. All that you have left is the ring, the ring that symbolizes the love, his heart, the memories, the world that was shared between two people.
It’s safe to say Mamaw hasn’t had a good laugh in a long time. So enter a grandson on a mission.
After a four hour drive into the beautiful West Texas I had arrived to the ranch that my parents now call home. I embraced both my mother and my mamaw for a few minutes and we sat and chatted until we barely could keep our eyes open.My mother had mentioned to me that mamaw never wanted to leave the house, or really do anything. So the next day, we had a delicious home cooked breakfast and convinced mamaw that we should take a trip to town. She tried her best to not show any hesitation, but I could see this would be out of her current comfort zone. We drove to the nearest town (which is about 55 minutes away) and took mamaw to pick an outfit that would make her feel beautiful.
When we got back to the ranch, mamaw sat in the family room to get a little rest from all the walking around. During this time, my mother took me to her rose garden. My mom is the “green thumb” in our family, she can grow just about anything. While walking through the rose garden we thought to ourselves “what would papaw do right now?” So when mamaw woke up from her afternoon slumber she woke up to a colorful assortment of freshly picked roses. Her face lit up as she gazed at the floral arrangement. Our mission was complete.
This weekend was full of laughs, stories, snap chat filters, and love. I will always cherish these little moments that I have with my family. Even through the hard times we must find ways to build each other back up…and we always do. It just takes time…