Tuesday Mornings with the Harveys

Shoes and Snowhills in the Midst of Sadness

Kristen Anne Harvey
Well, Tuesday is here with the typical fanfare. Sam was minus his shoe this week and his pants!!! I told that bus driver he could go ahead and go this time.

As a rule I always tell my kids no T.V. before they are completely ready for school. Today, I just did not have it in me to nag at him. I'll explain that in a minute.

Within 10 minutes of them leaving today I got a call from the Principal. Sarah (the six year old turning seven next week) and Jesse (the eight year old boy) had already gotten themselves in trouble for climbing on top of the snow (I think those big hills from when they plow the parking lot). Someone could get hurt she said.

Now, I don't know about you folks but it is so funny to me that everyone has to run behind kids these days with pillows. Have we as a society gotten that lawsuit happy or do we really think tumbling down a snowhill is going to cause brain damage? How on earth did Rockefeller run his first company at age eight!! And wasn't there a seven year old king back in the day that lead his country into a time of great peace and prosperity?

I never got to hear what she was going to do with them because as she was explaining that they were in the office the phone died (why don't I have a back up corded phone? I should look at a garage sale). The poor thing needed a rest anyway. I'd spent half the night on the phone talking with family members and the other half thinking about them.

My Grandpa passed away last night. He was a great man. I always lived far from him and sadly his heart was not known to me. I never knew him the way I wished I could have. He would spend an hour talking on the phone with me about education. We had similar views on many things and he taught me practical ways of handling situations I did not know what to do with.

As he always has been, he will be often in my heart and my mind.

I will close with a word to him in the style of Dan Fogelberg-

I thank you for acceptance when I screwed up on life's road. For encouraging me to continue when I didn't know which way to go. I thank you for your wisdom in the times when you got tough. And Grandpa I don't think I've said I love you near enough.

Published by Kristen Anne Harvey

Kristen is a freelance writer and research consultant. She makes her home in Southeast Nebraska. The Owner of The Secret Place Writing Services for almost 10 years, Kristen can be found at her website www.re...  View profile

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  • Darren Koobs4/17/2010

    I"m sorry for your loss. Your telling of it here is very touching. I know I"m a bit late as I'm new to AC, but I had to leave a comment anyway. My thoughts are with you.

  • Diane1/12/2010

    No words can express my sorrow for your loss. However, your family exudes life at its most fundamental level of "being". Losses are hard to dwell upon when life has so many blessings. Thanks for sharing.

  • Rhonda ODonnell1/12/2010

    Sorry for you loss. Good story.

  • Rhonda ODonnell1/12/2010

    Sorry for you loss. Good story.

  • Sherri Thornhill1/12/2010

    I'm very sorry you lost your grandpa.

  • R.C. Johnson1/12/2010

    My heartfelt sympathy to you and your family. I understood what you wrote when you said that sadly his heart was not known to you. Treasure the good relationship that you had!

  • Pattie Byrd1/12/2010

    Sad time in losing your grandfather, but this article showing the wonderful continuity of family. As long as you and your children exist, your grandfather still exists. May your family find peace during this time with your memories.

  • Karen Zakavec1/12/2010

    So sorry to hear about your Grandpa, Kristen. I never knew either of my grandpas. They both died before I was born. Dan Fogelberg's words are so touching - what a nice way to end your article.

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