Here is my Aunt Mim who lives by my Dad and whose husband's family farm is where my Dad works and where my farm pictures come from. She is his "baby" sister and really, they didn't know each other growing up because of their age difference, but all of us girls are glad she is around to give our Dad a "hard time" when we can't. HaHa We love you Daddy!
Susie really liked Auntie Mim--she "knows the pros!"
We went to see my Poppy while there, but between EVERYTHING, I forgot my camera, so I don't have any pictures with him (so sad:() He loves babies and just kept saying about Susie, "such a puddin'". He is definitely the sweetest man I have ever known--well, that's pretty hard to say as my Dad is sweet and my husband is off the charts, but he's right up there!
I also got to see my dear Mor Mor (swedish for "mother's mother" we say Moo Moo and it's what my mom would be called). She is my mom's mom and 96. She's had a rough year, but has given the rehabilitation of a broken hip everything and is still trying to come to grips with new limitations. In a matter of a few short weeks, she lost her one bedroom apartment she'd lived in for many years and experienced several moves to different care facility and rehabilitation site locations and in spite of all of it, has still managed to be an amazing encouragement to those that she's come in contact with. When I visited her with Susie, she was so natural showing her the lights on her necklace my Uncle Dick gave her, and as you can see, Susie was mesmerized. However, she didn't relax in the time with her 105th great grandchild, because she was so concerned we take her for her roommate to see. She is a bedridden women named Rachel who loves babies and Mor Mor had "promised to bring the baby to Rachel". She couldn't rest until we had done that. Rachel was happy to see the baby and my Mor Mor wanted to have her hold Susie who isn't light--I was relieved when Rachel said she wasn't comfortable being as frail as she was, but that I could bring her by the bed for her to see closer--which I did. I was able to pray with both my Mor Mor and Rachel. I was also able to tell the nurse that my Mor Mor could read lips so she didn't have to SHOUT in her ear! (she's been mostly deaf most of her life and has read lips for years, something they wouldn't be used to because of the many who lose their hearing only later in life). Both of these things blessed me so much to be able to serve this dear woman who has been a constant inspiration to me and so many.
We were talking about what she'd been through and she said "no, it hasn't been a good year for me..." Oh Mor Mor, I will miss you dearly when the Lord brings you Home but I will rejoice to picture so clearly your reunion with so many who have gone before you, PopPop, my mom, your infant son, Jonathan, but more than these, to know that you will be free from this "tent" and will rest forever from your labors in perfect glorious fellowship with the One you have served so faithfully all these years ...
Incidentally, I just received a package from my Aunt that had a picture I had given my MorMor of her, my Mom and myself with this verse:
Isaiah 58:12
12 Those from among you
Shall build the old waste places;
You shall raise up the foundations of many generations;
And you shall be called the Repairer of the Breach,
The Restorer of Streets to Dwell In.
I also received one of her Bibles where she had a personal note by this verse: that simply says: "touch other lives" such a practical application that my Mor Mor has done constantly over the years...
These are the things I carry in my heart and touch some of the deepest places--uprooting complacency, ingratitude, desire for self...my life is not my own--I HAVE BEEN BOUGHT WITH A PRICE and I have been grafted into a line of faithfulness, utterly blessed and overflowing...It is blessing--FIRST AND LAST to be a part of this and to live true to this foundation.
Susie really liked Auntie Mim--she "knows the pros!"
We went to see my Poppy while there, but between EVERYTHING, I forgot my camera, so I don't have any pictures with him (so sad:() He loves babies and just kept saying about Susie, "such a puddin'". He is definitely the sweetest man I have ever known--well, that's pretty hard to say as my Dad is sweet and my husband is off the charts, but he's right up there!
I also got to see my dear Mor Mor (swedish for "mother's mother" we say Moo Moo and it's what my mom would be called). She is my mom's mom and 96. She's had a rough year, but has given the rehabilitation of a broken hip everything and is still trying to come to grips with new limitations. In a matter of a few short weeks, she lost her one bedroom apartment she'd lived in for many years and experienced several moves to different care facility and rehabilitation site locations and in spite of all of it, has still managed to be an amazing encouragement to those that she's come in contact with. When I visited her with Susie, she was so natural showing her the lights on her necklace my Uncle Dick gave her, and as you can see, Susie was mesmerized. However, she didn't relax in the time with her 105th great grandchild, because she was so concerned we take her for her roommate to see. She is a bedridden women named Rachel who loves babies and Mor Mor had "promised to bring the baby to Rachel". She couldn't rest until we had done that. Rachel was happy to see the baby and my Mor Mor wanted to have her hold Susie who isn't light--I was relieved when Rachel said she wasn't comfortable being as frail as she was, but that I could bring her by the bed for her to see closer--which I did. I was able to pray with both my Mor Mor and Rachel. I was also able to tell the nurse that my Mor Mor could read lips so she didn't have to SHOUT in her ear! (she's been mostly deaf most of her life and has read lips for years, something they wouldn't be used to because of the many who lose their hearing only later in life). Both of these things blessed me so much to be able to serve this dear woman who has been a constant inspiration to me and so many.
We were talking about what she'd been through and she said "no, it hasn't been a good year for me..." Oh Mor Mor, I will miss you dearly when the Lord brings you Home but I will rejoice to picture so clearly your reunion with so many who have gone before you, PopPop, my mom, your infant son, Jonathan, but more than these, to know that you will be free from this "tent" and will rest forever from your labors in perfect glorious fellowship with the One you have served so faithfully all these years ...
Incidentally, I just received a package from my Aunt that had a picture I had given my MorMor of her, my Mom and myself with this verse:
Isaiah 58:12
12 Those from among you
Shall build the old waste places;
You shall raise up the foundations of many generations;
And you shall be called the Repairer of the Breach,
The Restorer of Streets to Dwell In.
I also received one of her Bibles where she had a personal note by this verse: that simply says: "touch other lives" such a practical application that my Mor Mor has done constantly over the years...
These are the things I carry in my heart and touch some of the deepest places--uprooting complacency, ingratitude, desire for self...my life is not my own--I HAVE BEEN BOUGHT WITH A PRICE and I have been grafted into a line of faithfulness, utterly blessed and overflowing...It is blessing--FIRST AND LAST to be a part of this and to live true to this foundation.
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The pics of Susie with your grandmother are so sweet! Visits like these are so precious. Thanks for sharing.
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