With only 32 days left until the wedding, I feel like I am being pulled in a million directions, making decisions every second, planning last minute details, etc. I have not really had the time to just sit and think about what is about to happen soon.
It hit me. My grandparents will not be there to see my get married.
My grandma talked about my wedding ever since I was five. About how she couldn't wait to see me walk down the aisle. As a little girl, I never said "Grandma, what if your not here"? I was five. Of course she would be there, why the heck wouldn't she be? She said she wanted to be at every big event in my life. She made it to every big event until I was 9. Then her cancer spread. Every big moment after that, I'd just talk to her about how much I missed her and how I hope she was proud of me.
My grandfather I never met. I was 6 months old when he past away. Everyone always says I am so much like him. Bold. Kind. Hard Working. My grandfather owned a 100 acre farm that after passing away, he left to his 8 children. Out of the 8 children, 2 of them ended up splitting the land. My dad got 50 acres. His brother the other 50. My dad carried on his father's hardworking attitude and continued to farm all 50 acres himself, growing wheat, corn and soy beans. My dad also built the home I live in now on that 50 acres. This farm is my favorite childhood memory and it's the only place I can go and feel so close to the man I never met. I had horses, goats, chickens, dogs, cows you name it. Out of the 50 acres, there is a piece that has a huge hill that when you reach the top, you can see all of Downtown Canton. The sun set it always more beautiful on this hill. My thoughts are more clear on this hill.
When Sean & I first started dating, I told him I had to introduce him to my "little world". I took him to this hill and all my favorite spots on our 50 acres. He loved them all just as much as I do.
Last night, after finishing up Labor Day cook out, I was telling Sean the rough day I had. From work, to more wedding planning, He could see I was having a hard time dealing with the stress of the day. So I suggested we go on a walk. We took a walk to our barn, where Sean held me and we practiced dancing for the wedding. Sean played some of my favorite songs and the stress of the day was gone instantly. Why should I worry about anything when I have him to come home to and he makes everything better. Dancing with him under the sun set to my favorite Frank Sinatra songs, made everything a little more clear, a little easier. It is yet another amazing memory I have there, and I know my grandpa was watching down on us smiling.
Hope everyone had a memorable Labor Day weekend! Here is one of my favorite songs...
-Lindsey
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