In a years time.

I sat with my Grandfather for a long time today. We were swinging down by the river.
It was an easy slow day...
and i couldn't help but think about how this might be one of last chances i have to be with him. So we sat there swinging- not much was being said.
He had his arm around me and after a long silence he would give me a hug with all his strength and kiss my cheek.
Even though he is weak and tired i still feel safe in his presence. As if he could do anything.
There is an understanding between us. Words are not needed for expression or understanding one another- communication just happens. It is not forced- it just is.
Do you know how when you sit on a swing with someone- one of the two of you keeps the rythm? Well- my grandfather has great swinging rythm. Not too slow not too fast.
Just easy and thoughtful.
I am blessed.
Jenn~