Saturday, November 18, 2023

Decorating at Grimton

Steph and I went out to Grimton to decorate dad's gravesite. Steph joked that we have become rather good at something that we never thought we would have to do at this age. After a couple years of decorating out here we know that we have to thread wire through the hat to get it to stay on the stake. We also have to stake the tree and then wire it to the sign so that it doesn't get blown away or eaten by a deer. I was talking to Steph while she was at Hobby Lobby picking out a Santa sign to bring. She was trying to decide between this one and the one that said Santa Stop here. We were both laughing so hard thinking how that sign might be slightly inappropriate for a cemetery. Last year this would have made me burst into tears, so we have come a long way. Steph and I enjoy going out there. It is peaceful and we get to spend time together. After many trips out here, we have figured out why dad wanted to be buried here, it is really peaceful.  There is never anyone out there. We did see a couple trucks drive by this time but that is highly unusual, and it was hunters that were trying to get a deer on the last day of rifle season. 

We stopped to see Grandma and Grandpa on our way home. Grandpa had recently been in the Norfolk hospital for a GI bleed. He said he was doing better but he looked a little weaker than usual. Right before we had gotten there, I guess the neighbor had called him and told him that there was a truck on fire, and he needed Grandpa to bring a couple of 5-gallon buckets of water. Don't get me wrong, I'm sure Grandpa was more than willing to help I just think that there were probably better options than your almost 90-year-old neighbor who just got out of the hospital. This is probably how Grandpa stays young! It was just the tire on the truck that was on fire and the situation was resolved by the time we got there. Both Steph and I were puzzled about this whole situation. Grandma was doing ok. She was getting around ok and was happy to chat with us for a while. We always get a kick out of Bear the dog. He insists on holding Grandpa's hand while he lays next to him. 


 

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