Friday, November 19, 2010

Day of Thanks--No. Eighteen

We're all thankful we made it back to Ohio safe, and in time to go to work and school tomorrow.

We're also thankful for such a perfect visit home.  No one wants to go home for a funeral, but I couldn't have asked for anything more for my grandpa.  Thanks to all who had a hand in making it so special.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Day of Thanks--No. Seventeen

Brooke: "I'm thankful for Minnesota good-byes."

Abigail: "I'm thankful for Max." Just to paint the picture, she is sitting on her Papa's lap in his chair, still in her pretty red dress, eating her sandwich and Cheetos.

Lauren: "I'm thankful for playing with Jack." Tiny is currently kneeling at the couch, completely naked, working on Sudoku.

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Grandpa's funeral was perfect.  A beautiful tribute to a man who could never be replaced.  We salute you, Grandpa.  You're a hero to many and loved by all whose lives you've touched.  Heaven is a better place because you're there.

Ten on Tuesday

1. Just letting be.... it can be one of the most amazing events.

2. A lot of people.  A lot of love.  There's a reason I swell with pride when I talk about where I'm from.  There's no place like my home.

3. My grandpa had a collection of Buckeyes in his shop.  Gives my jar of Buckeyes a whole new flair.

4. I'm grateful Judy came home.

5. I'm grateful for my husband.  He makes me proud.

6. Do the kids at OHS still call them the Indian Doors?  I often wonder about that.

7. A piece of history.  A great man.  An angel.  You'll always be my grandpa.

8. I went to the Hospice house where my grandpa passed away today.  I found it oddly comforting, and a special moment with Aunt Karen and Nikki.... thanks for going with me.

9. I love quality family time.  Just sitting around the table sharing a meal.  Those are the moments that make life.

10. I haven't been up to Grandpa and Grandma's yet.  I long to just sit in the shop and breathe it in.

Day of Thanks--No. Sixteen

Abigail: "You know what I'm thankful for?  I'm thankful for you, Mom.  So write that down."

Lauren didn't get her post in before passing out from exhaustion, so I'll give something I'm thankful for her for.... I'm thankful for Lauren's unique personality.  She's never been shy about being herself.  She's the only little girl I know who makes a fort at a funeral home.

Brooke: "I'm thankful for such a beautiful reviewal for my grandpa.  He's a man who has touched many people.  And Grandpa, I get your signs; I'm thankful God has a new angel at the top of that ladder."

Monday, November 15, 2010

Day of Thanks--No. Fifteen

Lauren was ready to post hers before the sun was up.  I guess just having the laptop out started her thankful little mind spinning.

Lauren: "What I'm thankful for today.... Ummm, I'm thankful for Grandma and Papa."

Abigail: "You." Thank you, Abby!

Brooke: "I'm thankful for a great morning and afternoon with my family.  Being at the funeral home to help with Grandpa's arrangements brought out great stories and quality family time.  Lunch today, much needed time together.  Grandpa, thank you for the little signs you throw out there.  I see them.  And we know you're here.  Thanks!"

Day of Thanks--No. Fourteen

Abigail: "You." This time she means her Papa.

Lauren: "Nothing." With her face buried, what she really means to say is that she's thankful for seeing her boyfriend, Nick.

Brooke: "I'm thankful we made it back to Minnesota safely and without incident!"

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Together Again

We love you, Grandpa.
You are missed.



Lavern Allyn Bendorf

April 6, 1930-November 13, 2010

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