Debbie and her Grandpa

Last night, I actually had a dream (and I don’t often dream) where he and my grandmother were happily dancing together, all dressed in white. My Grandpa had a huge smile on his face and was humming some song. While often serious, as engineers can be, to me,  my Grandpa always had a smile and a twinkle in his eye. I like to think that is where I get my smile from. 🙂

My Grandpa was a total supporter of family. He left five wonderful children and a ton of grand and great-children. (I’m the eldest granchild.) My Mom and three Aunts are some of the strongest and most accomplished women I know.  The “Lohman clan” as I call them, is a hoot. Get togethers are fun, filled with food and wine (my grandfather tinkered with a small vineyard) and mostly filled with love. Don’t get me wrong, like every other family, the Lohman’s squabble too from time to time. But, underneath it all is the continual feeling of “family”. Of being there for each other, no matter what.

Albert Einstein said, “Our death is not an end if we can live on in our children and the younger generation.  For they are us, our bodies are only wilted leaves on the tree of life.” I know my grandfather lives on in me.

There is a circle of life. A flow to the universe that was created.  Hug your family and close friends. Enjoy them while you have them near you. All things must come to an end, sometime. Someday they will be gone. When they are gone, fondly remember what they left for you. When you see me, you’ll know where the smile came from.

I love you Grandpa.

Debbie 🙂