Grands

Over the weekend I was driving to a birthday party, Dominick was in his carseat snoozing and Ryan wasn't able to go with. I had my ipod on and I began thinking of my grandparents. I often think about them, but I really missed them. I wish they got to meet Dominick or be there for our vow renewal/wedding or other big events. I just know that they would go nuts over my little man and it makes me sad that they aren't here to get to meet him.

My Grandma and Grandpa Gould were amazing and I know I probably took our time together for granted, but looking back on our memories makes me smile. I wish...

+my Grandma could make Dominick homemade frosting and put them on graham crackers for him.
+my Grandpa would share his bag of popcorn with him
+whenever D would be able to go visit and them offering him candy...the hard candy or chocolate or ice cream, they always had ice cream!
+when we were in Michigan and drove by, we would see the blinds pulled back, flowers in the window...unless it was Christmas and my Grandma in her rocking chair. Most likely with a bible on her little table and a cup of tea.
+he would get the chance to go sledding down their hill...but avoid the shed in the back because I hit that once and it didn't feel good.
+he could talk to my Grandpa about when he was young
+he would be able to taste her rolls on Thanksgiving or her applesauce in the Fall.
+he would husk corn or snap beans.
+she would spoil him with love, hugs and kisses.
+that he would have been able to see the love they had for each other
+he would have been able to witness their love for God and their family.
+he would have seen how selfless, strong, giving and wonderful they were.

and for my Grandma Oleson I loved her too. I cried probably every single time we left her house after a visit. I wish...
+Dominick would have been able to meet her.
+to spend time in her house and play in her backyard.
+to walk in to the same house I've ever known her to live in. Having her sit in her chair, have family dinner in the dining room or sit in her vintage dining table in the kitchen.
+to play cards with her, read to her or learn something from her...she was a teach after all.
+to play in the upstairs of her home or sleep on the pull out sofa.

Unfortunately he will never get any of these opportunities with them; thankfully, he has equally amazing grandparents who will do as many of these things, plus some with him as they can. I'm so grateful for the love they have for him, that they still show him all the way from Michigan (no matter where we go or where we are they still show him) and that the love him almost as much as we do.