I’m late with N’s 7 month post for one major reason: it’s been a huge month and I’m not at all sure how to write about it. That, and I don’t have any pictures yet.
Near the beginning of N’s 7th month, Pop broke his hip and had to be taken to the hospital. He survived hip surgery and seemed to be recovering well at first, but the ordeal was too much for his weakened body and he became decreasingly responsive. By the time the family decided to move him to a hospice unit, he had fallen asleep permanently. A week and a half after being admitted to the hospital, Pop’s faith became sight: He met Jesus face to face. All his children had been in to visit him in the days before he died. Nathan and I spent hours each day at the hospital with various family members, especially Tim’s Aunt Chris and cousin Mandy, who rarely left Pop’s side. Tim, Chris, Nathan, and I were with him when he died—it was a Sunday evening, September 30…less than one week after his 88th birthday.
We celebrated Pop’s life with a memorial service of worship to God for His faithfulness on October 4. That’s what Pop wanted. All of Pop’s children and grandchildren (minus 1 in-law) and almost all his great-grandchildren were able to attend, plus many of the friends he had ministered to over his lifetime. I was so blessed to hear many stories of his kindness and love to others. God truly had accomplished many things through him.
Throughout this time, our guestrooms filled to overflowing, as did our table. Our house is too big for us, but it has come in so handy on many occasions for hosting family. We always enjoy these gatherings, and we did this time, too, despite the grief we all shared at Pop’s passing. Initially, we were so relieved to know that Pop was no longer suffering—he had been in so much pain from his hip. We still rejoice that he is in heaven, but now it is sinking in that he will never again be a part of our day-to-day lives. I am so thankful that he got to meet Nathan, and I am sad to realize that Nathan won’t remember him. One thing I think about is that the hours Pop spent praying for us and for Nathan are not lost with his death—God will continue to work through them in our behalf for the rest of our lives. In that sense, Pop’s legacy lives on actively and powerfully.
Less than a week after the memorial service, on October 9, Tim worked his last day for Dominion Virginia Power, and we spent the rest of that week packing, loading, and moving to our new home in the Roanoke, Virginia area. Tim started his new job with General Electric on October 15. All three of us were sick with bad colds plus Nathan decided it would be a good time to pop his first tooth. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!! We couldn’t have done it without the help of my parents who met us in Roanoke to help us unload. We are splitting time between Richmond and Roanoke for a few months for several reasons, including the fact that I continue to teach on Mondays through the rest of this calendar year.
Throughout all this, Nathan has been such a champ. He LOVES people, and he seemed to thrive on all the visitors we had and visits we made. He has definitely been a bright spot to many, not the least Tim and I! He has done really well in the car with all the driving we’ve done lately, even though it’s not his favorite place to be. Also over the last month, he has successfully delved into solid foods, and so far he prefers rice to oatmeal, loves peas, and hates squash.
Please pray for us as we process all these changes! We are still reeling, but hopeful that the coming month holds at least a little more stability. God has been faithful throughout, even though at times His goodness seems hidden.
Official 7 month pictures to come absolutely as soon as I manage to have Nathan, the camera, and his 7 month sticker all together in one place!