Remember when I was young and so were you
And time stood still and love was all we knew
You were the first, so was I
We made love and then you cried
Remember when
Remember when we vowed the vows and walked the walk
Gave our hearts, made the start, it was hard
We lived and learned, life threw curves
There was joy, there was hurt
Remember when
Remember when old ones died and new were born
And life was changed, disassembled, rearranged
We came together, fell apart
And broke each other's hearts
Remember when
Remember when the sound of little feet was the music
We danced to week to week
Brought back the love, we found trust
Vowed we'd never give up
Remember when
Remember when thirty something seemed old
Now lookin' back, it's just a steppin' stone
To where we are, where we've been
Said we'd do it all again
Remember when
Remember when we said when we turned gray
When the children grow up and move away
We won't be sad, we'll be glad
For all the life we've had
And we'll remember when
This is such a bittersweet stage of life.
On one hand, we get to experience the joy of new life. The priceless experience of giving birth, holding for the first time, helping to shape and mold who this little person is going to become. We get to take pride in all their firsts and look forward to all the future holds.
On the other hand, we have to watch our grandparents get old and weak, their bodies growing more fragile as the years pass by. The seemingly invincible grandparents that we've enjoyed through the years struggling with illnesses. We listen to them reflect on their lives as if they're nearing the end.
My grandma is sick. She's always been so strong...for herself, and everyone else in the family. She's the caretaker and now she needs some taking care of. Please pray that the cancer that is attacking her body will STOP! That she won't experience too much pain. That she'll feel loved and taken care of.
After watching one grandma pass away last year, I'm not ready to let go of the other.
2 comments:
Seriously, why does life have to be this way sometime? Gma has been so special to me for the past 11 yrs, she has always accepted me as her own grandkid. She is so smart and never gives herself enough credit. I wish she would accept help easier. I hope she has no pain, she told me she told the dr."I wish I could just have a heart attack instead." She said he thought she was weird. Kind of made me smile the way she told the story!
Aw Barbie, I can relate. It IS bittersweet. I will be praying for your grandma!
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