Today is All-Saints Day and we are to remember those who have gone on before us. As I sat in church this morning and we lite candles for those that have passed on this past year I thought of several people, not only those that have passed on within the last year but over the course of my lifetime! However, I also sat there thinking how grateful I am to be 38 years old and to have all but one of my grandparents still living.
We celebrated my Grandpa Lyle's 81st birthday today and what a guy he is! His witty sense of humor can't be beat and he would do ANYTHING for ya! When I was a child he would pick us kids up and take us to the grocery store and buy us a jar of olives (black or green) or whatever we wanted. Still, to this day, he takes the great-grandchildren on this shopping spree!
My Grandma Lorraine is 76 years old and has a heart of gold! She too is very generous and is always willing to help when needed. (Even when I call her on late notice and say that I need a pan of bars or buns for this or that...) She is an excellent cook and is THE BEST lefse maker on the face of this earth! There is nothing better than when the phone rings in the morning and she has hot lefse...well, you know where my next stop is!
My Grandma Mac is 89 years old and is one of the proudest Grandma's around! Ask her about her grandchildren or great-grandchildren, she is more than willing to fill you in! She is the local chaffeur for her friends whether it be to get groceries or to go to a doctor or hair appointment! She loves to watch the Midkota Mustang sports and is always ready to hop in and head out to a rodeo! She too is an excellent cook (Potato Salad is her specialty) and is always willing to help!
I am so fortunate to have had such great role models in my life. So, on this All-Saints Day, not only do I want to remember the Bobbi Talmadges' that have been in my life but the ones that ARE STILL with me today! Wow...what a blessing that is!!
Love you all!
Yes!!! I second your gratefulness!
ReplyDeleteI often tell the story about you grandpa Lyle...as he was sooooo much like MY grandpa Walter...driving around in his pick-up truck...just "checking" on things and blessing the sox off ya!
Lyle would run up every couple weeks with a bag of munchies and a big case of Mt. Dew....woot! and the twins ALWAYS wanted to ride with to get gas.....of course, Lyle would put some candy bar or two! in their hands. Happy boys!!!