...my Grandaddy. Born in 1928, he has graced this earth for 80 years and my life for 27 of those. I have never met a man more giving, or forgiving than him.
In addition to seeing him I was also able to visit with the entire Wade clan. A feat that does not happen very often, the last time occurring 7 years ago when my brother got married. It was wonderful having everyone together for this wonderful occasion, we laughed, watched football, and were able to catch up on the lives of those we hold most dear.
The weekend was best summed up by a DVD that my brother put together and that you can view at his blog, just follow the link on mine if you are interested.
This weekend was special for me in that I gave up the chance to be in 1776 at my local community theater. It's second weekend of the run was this past weekend. It is a show that I have dreamed of being able to be apart of for a long time.
Looking back I wouldn't have traded this weekend for anything.
'Til we meet again
Paul
1 comment:
I'm glad you have no regrets. Although you would have been superb (as always) in 1776, you made the right choice. I would've done the same. You look so happy in those pictures, they were a joy to look at. Good for you babe!
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