My Hero

Today I spent the day at Mama's gathering things to put in the yard sale on Saturday. Grandaddy happened to have a free day from farming with Uncle Bob so he volunteered to help me. He never fails to amaze me by his energy, patience, consideration, and overall great outlook on life. He is 90 years old and has more energy now than I think I ever have. He kept up with me all day and made sure that I didn't do anything that would hurt my back. You should have seen him! I always worry about the things he insists on doing because I'm afraid it will be too much for him, especially since he had open heart surgery about two years ago. But no matter how much worry and fuss I make he persists.

We were loading up my Jeep this afternoon and he became very adamant that I not lift any of the bags into the Jeep. I was going to completely ignore these instructions, but I soon remembered that you don't do things that Grandaddy has told you not to! :) He loaded my Jeep for me to ensure that I didn't do anything harmful. After we finished with the yard sale stuff we took a break. Actually, I layed down on Mama's bed and took a nap and Grandaddy continued to piddle around.

I have always been amazed at him. He has always been so patient with me, teaching me things and letting me make mistakes on my own. He has always had so much energy - tiring everyone else around him. One would think that at 90 his energy would be very low. Ha! That's a joke. Grandaddy continues to visit friends in the nursing home, teach Sunday school, participate in church activities, farm, and work tirelessly on anything he can find. I pray that I can make a quarter of the impact on my family and friends that he has made on his. He is my hero!