Another thing that happened in the last few months is that God called Grandpa home. Actually, we aren't blood-kin, but he and his sweet wife pretty much adopted us as family when their daughter married my brother. Grandma was called home about five years ago, after more than 60 years of marriage!
The picture on the right is of Grandpa and his oldest grandaughter, Tiff. He sure loved all three of his granddaughters!
A year or so after Grandma died, Tiff moved in with him. He got a big kick out of telling all his cronies at the BBQ place that he lived with a 20-something gal!
This picture below is of Grandpa and his youngest granddaughter, CJ about five years ago...sitting in a hospital waiting room....waiting. They were both sound asleep.
Grandpa Foster was a giant of a man. Yes, he was a big man...but he was a GIANT to most of those who knew him because he was a REAL man. Intelligent, hard worker, honest, loyal friend, loving and faithful. He was strong right up to his 86th year. He loved to hunt, fish, run his sawmill and build things. He loved to laugh and could tell you stories that would curl your hair! His stories were incredible because they were true--or mostly true. He lived quite a life.
He and his wife had been married around 20 years before their only daughter arrived. You would think they would have raised a spoiled brat and they might have (I didn't know her back then). But that daughter is one of my very best friends now and you won't find many as loving, kind and self-less as she is. Her parents taught her well. My brother's luckiest day was the day he married her. Grandpa took him under his wing and loved him like a son. It was a mutual admiration society!
Anyway, after struggling for nearly a year after a serious stroke, the Lord mercifully took him home in March. I was blessed to have spent a week with the family a couple weeks prior to his home-going.
We'll miss him dearly, but we have the assurance that Jesus paid it all...so we'll see each other again one day.
Stay tuned!
Home Sweet Home! by The Pioneer Woman
4 years ago
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What a sweet story, Meggy.
What a precious picture of the two of them sleeping!
Sounds like an amazing man (family)! Look forward to meeting him one day...
Christmas just won't be the same, but compared to his condition last christmas, it'll probably be much more joyful. :)
btw...you need to change your bio to TWO lazy dogs and ONE adorable, lovable, cute, sweet, fluff ball. :D LOL
ALSO.. (haha, this is my last comment on this..) you need to have a ONE YEAR BLOGGY ANNIVERSARY party. This month marks one year of your blog! Isn't that exciting?? ♥
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