We got home from our road trip yesterday evening and after a long drive it gave me a lot of time to think about life without my Grandfather and I kept thinking “is he really gone?”. The memorial service on Friday was beautiful and we had some time to walk through my grandparents house and take home a few really cool mementos. We went back to the church on Saturday to go through all the flowers and plants that were sent for the service and we drove home with our own little ecosystem going on in the trunk – what a great air freshener!
I didn’t have time to look into getting another travel bed for Luke after our Chicago trip so we took out pack n’ play and thankfully it worked out great and I was able to get maybe the last use out of it for Luke – have you seen the full size travel cribs at Buy Buy Baby, one of those would have been great!! Breaking the 12 hour drive up a little and staying overnight made a huge difference for us – Luke was a trooper and wasn’t phased being in the car. I would tell him it was “time for nap” and he took a couple great 2 hour naps in the car which also really helped keep him in good spirits.
It has been a really difficult time for our family but my Grandmother reminded us all that his passing is not a tragedy, it really isn’t. He knew where he was going and he was joyful about that and it meant so much to him that we knew he was in a better place and he could breathe again. It’s a hard transition, living without my Grandfather – it stings at first because it’s not easy but each day gets a little easier. Over the weekend, my grandparents house was filled with joy, laughter, love and yes…plenty of tears. Rather than helping my toddler through one of his many transitions from stage to stage the roles are reversed and he’s helping me get back to our routine this morning and get through my transition of life without my Grandfather. Whether you’re a toddler, tween, teenager or adult – we all have our transitions, don’t we?!