More than a Moment

I feel like this post needs a little bit of background information.

In the days following our move to Texas, I lost my grandmother. A few short weeks later, Charles lost his grandfather. Because of the move, and my pregnancy, we weren't able to attend either funeral. It is a strange thing to lose someone you love, and not be able to go and celebrate their life. It almost doesn't seem real. We have talked a lot about them since they've passed, but there is something about being at the memorial service that brings closure. We missed that with both grandparents. Now, months later, I feel like we have it. I can only speak for myself though.

Ellie's middle name is from my grandmother, Ila Mae. When we blessed her, in January, and Charles said her full name, Ellie Mae Himmer... I felt that closure. I felt Grandma there, and I saw in a very real sense, the legacy she left behind. Encircled with worthy Priesthood holders, Ellie was given a special blessing. I couldn't help but realize what a vital role my grandmother had in that event. From the way she raised my dad, to the way he raised us. It was just a moment, just a blessing. For me, it was a much needed chance to reflect on the life of a wonderful woman that I was lucky enough to have in my life for so long.

I had another similar experience two nights ago.

For Valentine's day, Abigail got her Daddy a little airplane that he had been eyeing on our last trip to Hobby Lobby (he's a trooper). When he opened it up, he put it together and he and Abigail hit the back yard to test it out. I watched him with her. I watched him wind up the propeller, and show Abigail just how it would work. He took her hand and helped her throw it on its Maiden Voyage. For a second, I felt like I was watching two different people, many years ago. I could see Frank Seal, kneeling with his grandson, teaching him about planes, something that would remain an interest for the rest of Charles' life. I took a moment to reflect on so many attributes of Charles that he undeniably inherited, or learned, from his grandfather. I am so thankful for the influence he had on Charles. I know he played a valuable roll in making him the man he is today, the man that I love. Again, it was just a moment in our busy lives, but I again was reminded in a very real way of the impact of one life on another, and on generations to follow.

What legacy are you building?