papa and gramma

i’ve been in south georgia for less than 24 hours and i’ve been so touched by the amount of love gramma, my mother, and my stepfather show to papa.  having been diagnosed with parkinson’s disease nearly 30 years ago, he’s a unique case – if only for the length of time he’s battled the disease.  he’s been bed-ridden for the past three years and my family here lovingly tends to him, feeds him, bathes him and listens to his mostly-inaudible mumbling.  but when he’s with us he’s with us – grabbing gramma’s rear, picking at caylin, shooting ‘you crazy??!’ glances.  other times he’s in his own world: eating imaginary food, building an imaginary house, calling to his mules.

i listen to his wife of over 60 years as she speaks about him and their years together.  she strokes his white hair and speaks to him tenderly.  and i watch and hope that one day i’ll have an experiential understanding of that sort of love.  i think a lot of folks go through life without ever having witnessed a love so complete.  it’s beautiful to watch, but i’m sure even more beautiful to be a part of.

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3 Responses to “papa and gramma”


  1. 1 Amy April 3, 2010 at 8:32 am

    this brought tears to my eyes.

  2. 2 bill April 3, 2010 at 7:18 pm

    Ya’ll are the special ones.

    Always bloom where you are planted.

  3. 3 elois April 6, 2010 at 1:59 pm

    Thanks for observing. It is such a privilege to take care of my sweet husband. I pray you will some day know the joy of loving someone as I do your granpa thanks for coming to see us. love God bless


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