So back to me sitting here enjoying the last few days of my summer vacation. I started to try and think about the loss I have had to deal with. Have I come to terms with it all. Am I emotionally ready to bring a broken child into our home. After very little thought I immediately thought of, in my opinion, the biggest loss I have had and that would be the somewhat recent loss of my grandparents. My dad's parents always lived within 20-30 minutes from us growing up and were the most fanominaly supportive individuals you would ever meet. I remember time and time again the way that my grandmother would brag and brag and brag about all the little things we did, as if we were the only people to have ever done such a thing. I remember how they were always there for every single event we took part in from our birthday parties, to soccer games, choir performances, and everything in between. I truly feel that God gave us all the most amazing gift ever by allowing us to be a part of their lives. When my grandmother passed away, nearly 2 years ago, and we started to clean the house, we found a puzzle that she had been working on putting together. In fact, she nearly completed it before she suddenly passed away. However, when we found the puzzle it looked like this.
If you look close you will see that there were 2 pieces missing. We tore the house apart looking for those pieces but all we could find was 1 of those pieces. Each time I think of that 1 missing piece I think of it as a representation of my grandmother, and how there will always be a small piece of us all missing, a small void to be filled due to the loss of such an amazing woman. As time went on we tried to get back to a normal routine, but at this point my grandfather was still living and little did we know just how severe his dementia/Alzheimer's had become just prior to the loss of my grandmother. To the point that, at times, we had to hunt and hunt to find a way to get him to connect with those around him, as opposed to living in the delusional world that dementia suffers live in, day in and day out. However, we did have those moments where he was physically and mentally with us, just as we found that 2nd missing puzzle piece, and then, almost 6 months to the day of my grandmother's passing, my grandfather joined her. I remember the last time I saw him, if I remember right it was the day before his passing, and I remember telling him that we all love him, and will miss him, but we also know that his place is with the woman he loved, and was married to for nearly 60 years. Shortly after his passing we were able to celebrate their 60th wedding anniversary and know that they were united and celebrating together as they should have been.
As I think of my grandparents, and my loss, I am reminded again about the facts of these children. If you were to look at the puzzle of thier life they will have huge sections missing and there is a very large chance that the picture itself would not be a peaceful snowy scene but rether a very twisted disturbing picture. Although I am still suffering some loss and grief over their passing, as is normal, I know that God has given me a wonderful gift. Because, I know, without a doubt, that all the qualities that made my grandparents the awesome couple that they were have been passed on and that my child will be able to know them and their character just by watching the way that my family works together and loves each other. It's kinda crazy to think that there is a strong chance that our future child is already out there, and although I don't know what he/she is going through, that will lead to them to be removed from their home, and start the journey that will unite us, I know that the legecy of my grandparents love will continue to provide me with the most amazing support that any person/couple/parent could ask for.
I love and miss you Meme and Grandad. However, I am honored to know that you are watching over us, and that you would be jumping for joy with every step that we take that will lead us to our future child.
Now off to get my fingerprints done. One more step down, and one more jump for joy taking place in heaven.
Small update:
Shortly after posting this entry my mother read it and informed me that today, of all days, would have been my grandparent's 61st wedding anniversary. It is amazing how God works sometimes... Happy anniversary Meme and Grandad!

