Can you feel the love from the photo above? Look at our smiles and that tight hug. This man in the picture has played such a key roll in my life. This man has been committed to our family and the Lord. In my view, he’s been a man with wonderful courage and self-worth. His name is Alec Vaughan. He is my Grandfather and the leader of our family.
My childhood has been filled with wonderful memories of him. He’s been known to quote poetry and tell funny jokes. His large tractor and lush garden over the years was full of veggies to share and share them he did! He chopped wood for the family before each winter and made ready the garden area for the late-seasoned garden.
My Grandpa loves treasures, aka junk (you should see his collection in the backyard). He’s never wanted for a “part” when something went bad. He just walked to the back of his 10 acres and found one to fit the need.
As a young child I remember shifting gears from the passenger seat as we drove down the then country road. What I remember distinctly was helping him drive as he whistled.
Making homemade ice-cream under the carport was a summer staple and watching him fix everything himself was just a part of my time with him. He rarely bought new. I recall walking the property with him as he spoke about the dirt-road days and his young times spent on his daddy’s farm. Those are memories I will forever cherish.
Upon seeing my Grandpa, I always expected and waited for the cheek pinch and the squeeze of the knee (half pint – I will have to explain later for that’s for another day!).
He has not only been my grandfather but a Sunday School teacher, landowner, father, brother to 7, cousin, uncle and faithful husband. Many times I have wondered if there was anything he couldn’t do. Grandpa is a man that other men aspire to be. He is the kind of man I want my son to grow up and emulate. He is a man of many words and expressions. His can-do attitude has landed him in front of so many. His impact is strong and touches the heart and lives of not only our circle of influence but others as well.
I must admit writing this has been bitter-sweet but I must continue even in tears. Currently, my grandfather is in a rehab center. Through his life, he has been strong with no health issues and did not even take one medicine until the age of 89. But, a recent health issue has landed him in the hospital and recovery has been a struggle. While I have visited him often, he has been sleeping and has not known I’ve come by. I’ve held his hand waiting for him to wake and my heart has ached. I pray for God to heal him so my son can get to know him like I do.
In the month of January, my New Year’s resolution was to write someone everyday that impacted my life. My very first letter was written to my Grandfather. I have decided to share it with you.
