At times like these, our feelings are tender But that is why we’re all here. To laugh, cry, and fondly remember The life of our Grandfather dear. Saying goodbye is a hard thing to do. But one way to soften the blow Is to never forget the beautiful truth That there’s always another hello. For birth’s not the start of human existence And death is not the end. By virtue of Our Father’s plan We know we’ll see Grandpa again. ’Til that sweet day comes, however, Grandpa won’t just be “pushing up daisies.” There is work to do; he’ll be busy as ever, Heaven’s no place to be lazy. I don’t know if it’s doctrine, but I’d sure like to think There are spirits who’ve yet come to earth Whom Grandpa will meet, love, and adore – His great grandkids well before birth. One of those spirits will soon come to Texas Where Jason and Di work and study. But around the same time, maybe April or May, Their baby might get a buddy. Another great grandchild for dear Grandpa Petty (Who named every critter by species and genus). In words he might use, we proudly announce: Nan is gestating a fetus!
You have to know my grandpa to really appreciate that last line, but yes, I am pregnant with #3! Aaron has written a poem to announce each one of our children---a fun little tradition if you ask me. I am 14 weeks along now and really hoping to starting feeling better than I have the last couple of months. We are excited we'll have an addition to our family sometime around April 28th! p.s. If you want to see the other two poems they are on a post in Dec '07 titled tradition of poems. Try this link http://byuva.blogspot.com/2007/12/tradition-of-poems.html