Monday, September 17, 2012

September 16



Yesterday marked three years since Adam's dad has passed away. It still seems like he should be here.  I think he's going to ring the doorbell and be here to take the kids to the pool.  Or we'll walk in their house and he'll be there, greeting us with his happy smile and making us feel welcome. 

I could spend the day crying and remembering (and there was some of that).

There was also a family gathering.  There was laughter and joking and teasing that he would have been a part of had he been there.  I think he would have liked the dessert I made.  He always loved chocolate.  He would have chatted with each of the grandkids and congratulated them on all their latest accomplishments.  He would have laughed at their jokes.  He would have applauded the dance Emma and Talia performed.  (I guess we're calling it a dance.)

We have a choice it seems.  Even though he is gone, we are all here.  We will move ahead in the manner he would have wanted.  We'll keep loving and supporting each other, teasing each other and laughing.

And feeling grateful.  It seems like a day for gratitude.  I feel grateful to have known such a man.  I feel grateful for the spectacular son he raised that is my husband.  Adam learned how to be a father from his own father and I'm not sure he could have had a better teacher.  I am grateful for the grandfather my children were blessed with.

Finally, I am grateful for temple covenants that bind Adam to his parents and our children and me to Adam.  And I am grateful for the Atonement of Jesus Christ.  Because He died for us, we can live again.  We will see Grandpa Linn again.  Of this I am sure.

If not, I don't think I'd be able to get through September 16 every year.


2 comments:

Marianne said...

This was lovely. It made me cry.

Olivia Cobian said...

Beautiful post and tribute. This makes me cry. It's hard to believe it's already been three years.

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