Grandpa Phil

Before my grandma passed away I used to go down 1-2 times a week and hang out with my grandparents- drop off prescriptions, make dinner, whatever. When I started getting uncomfortable pregnant- I didn't always make it down every week and since Dom's been here I haven't been down at all :( For the last two weeks I've been planning on going to church on Sunday and visiting Gramps after.
He's been struggling since my Gram left us and I know that he enjoys visitors- This last Sunday we finally made it down. It broke my heart a little bit that he couldn't even hold the baby for more than a few minutes because his arthritis hurt him so bad. I know these little golden moments will mean more to me than Dom later in life but I will love getting to point out his Great Grandpa holding him.

I love that my grandpa gets to meet my son, something my grandma never got to do, but it tugs at me that this isn't the man that I remember as a girl. My son won't get to go play out in the garden with him or climb trees to pick apples- it makes me sad. It's the hardest thing to watch my gramps mourn- He still doesn't know how to express himself... but I guess I don't either- I still cry missing my grandma but I'm so grateful that I have the memories I do.