Saying Goodbye

This isn’t Solveig, but David.  This is one of my favorite pictures of him as a baby.  He’s being held with the large hands of his Great-Grandpa.

My children have been blessed that up until now they’ve had 7 living great-grandparents, 4 of whom live close by and come to birthdays and other family events. 

This great-grandpa is Knut’s maternal grandpa.  His favorite thing was to hold babies.  He loved holding babies.  (He has Silje in this picture.)  For as long as I’ve been a part of this family, he was blind.  I remember asking him once if his glasses helped even a little bit.  With a twinkle in his eyes, he handed me his glasses.  I looked through them, and saw they were just glass.  I asked him why he wore glasses that didn’t do anything.  He grinned and said “They make me look handsome!”  Well, I couldn’t argue with that.

Great-grandpa M. went to be with Jesus last night.  While we kinda knew it was the beginning of the end for him, getting that phone call in the middle of the night seemed to still catch us off guard.  Please be in prayer for Knut and his family.  This is the first death close to the family he’s ever dealt with before.  Grandpa M. will be very, very missed.  As our hearts ache, we’re trying to remember that Grandpa can now see again.  He can now walk without any assistance.  He gets to hold the little great-grandbaby of his that we lost in pregnancy last year.  (Something Knut’s mom pointed out to me that touched my heart.)  Most importantly, he gets to worship at the very throne of Christ.  One can only imagine how Jesus’ birth is celebrated there.