Sunday, November 29, 2009
Monday, November 9, 2009
My Nana was my babysitter when my Mom went back to work when I was a baby. My Nano was her husband. Nana and Nano were more my Grandma and Grandpa than anyone, mainly because they were present. They were more in love with each other after 35 years and just plain passionate about one another. They were always holding hands, and the love they shared was a great example to me. My Nano was diagnosed with cancer a few short months ago and lost his battle last week. It is so saddening to those who knew and loved him.
My Nano was always dressed to the nines. His son said today at the funeral, “He was the only man I knew who mowed the lawn in a suit and tie.” He always smelled of strong cologne and whenever I hugged him, I smelled of him for the rest of the day. I didn’t mind. Whenever I would spend the night at Nana and Nano’s, we would, “kick Nano out of the bed,” so I could sleep with my Nana. He lived his life giving to others. He gave love to all of those he encountered.
I am blessed to have known such a wonderful man. Watching my Nano suffer over the past few months was very hard on all of us, especially Nana. And watching her say goodbye today was even worse. I thank God for the grace he’s had in my life, especially by giving me the most wonderful Nano. Oh, how He loves us.