Sometimes when I’m lost in thought or occupied with a task it’s surprising that a random memory or thought about My grandfather will enter my mind and remind me of the times I spent with him.
Little snippets of words that he used to say also echo long in my heart.
And suddenly I feel blue and start to miss him dearly.
If I’m feeling this way and I’m already two levels down the family tree from him I can’t imagine what my mother, my uncles and aunts or even my grandmother must be feeling.
Peace. Peace from God that passes all human understanding. Please come upon my family now.