It is not uncommon for Macie to wonder where Grampy is during our frequent Skype sessions with Grammy. He would come downstairs and say "HI Macie." (I can still hear his voice, a blessing I'm thanking Jesus for...)
The other day was different. She had been talking to Grammy for awhile and then suddenly she said, with a wrinkled brow, "Hey Grammy! Where's Grampy???" Grammy groaned and responded with "Oh sweetie, Grampy isn't here." Macie then said "Grampy not der. It's ok Grammy. I see him in a 'morrow. I see him in a 'ittle bit."
It broke our hearts. Truly heartwrenching pain that I hadn't felt so strongly in awhile. I reminded her that Grampy is with Jesus.
So sad, but so indescribably wise. It's so painful to mourn and grieve the memories we'll miss with him on this earth. Yet, there is the hope of heaven. Never in my life have I longed to be in heaven as much as I do now. Never have I prayed Jesus to return faster than now. I've never had a big enough reason to long for the freedom of heaven. And after watching the suffering of a wonderful soul in a failing body, I see the reward that heaven is.
And so they say, "A day is but a thousand years and a thousand years is but a day in heaven."
And so, this little one is right. We'll be see you in a 'morrow Grampy/Daddy. We'll see you in a 'ittle bit.
We love you.