A Day Redeemed

Sometimes, when I’m walking . . . with my arms dangling down . . . I remember my dad. He had very long arms that looked even more pronounced when he walked.

I wonder if I walk like him.

He used to take pride in the fact that he could take all three grandkids in his arms at once. He had a big lap too.

Today, 4 years ago, Dad went home to heaven.  February 28th was the night that we stood at Dad’s bedside for the last time. It was getting closer to midnight and I thought how, if it had been leap year, Dad would have chosen that day to go, because numbers were always a cool game for him.

One year later, on Leap Year day, Makenna was born.

Makenna, Great- Opa would have told you what a special Birthday you have! He would have called you Queen Kenna . . . or Mykenna, or something like that. He would have loved to tease you . . . and I can just imagine the smiles you would have had for him.

Today . . . and tomorrow . . . since we do not really know which day to celebrate this year . . . we wish you a very special day! We love you all the way across the ocean and back . . . many times over!
Love, Papa and Grammy.