"If the God you believe in as an idea doesn’t start showing up in what happens to you in your own life, you have as much cause for concern as if the God you don’t believe in as an idea does start showing up. It is absolutely crucial, therefore, to keep in constant touch with what is going on in your own life’s story and to pay close attention to what is going on in the stories of others’ lives. If God is present anywhere, it is in those stories that God is present. If God is not present in those stories, then they are scarcely worth telling." ~ Frederick Buechner

28 September 2012

In Honor of Grandpas

I was the first grandchild on my mom’s side of the family. When I was born, my mom and I lived with my grandparents in Korea for a bit, because my dad was overseas. I’ve been told countless times of how my grandpa would strap me onto his back (in a society where traditionally, men are seldom involved in the raising of children) every morning and evening and take me on walks, saying, “The baby needs fresh air.”
Photo Credit: Deborah Roberts

We moved to Africa when I was 22 months old.

We would visit Korea in the summers, and my grandpa would take me — just me — to the zoo, to get ice cream, and on other special outings.

My mom always said I was his favorite.

My grandpa died almost three years ago, a year and a month before my son - his first great-grandchild - was born. It is one of the greatest heartbreaks of my life that I missed out on introducing my baby to him.

I follow this blog regularly. Kari writes beautifully, and she thinks and feels beautifully. She recently lost her grandfather, and I wanted to share them here and here.

If you've lost a beloved grandparent, I hope you have meaningful memories of them.

If you have the blessing of having grandparents who are still alive, make more memories.

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