Happy Grandparents Day!

Because my dad’s parents both died before I was born, I grew up with just one set of grandparents. And growing up, I assumed all grandparents must be like them. When I got older and met other people’s grandparents, I was sad for all the people in the world who don’t have grandparents as awesome as mine : )

These are my grandparents—two of my favorite people in the whole wide world.
This is the most recent picture I have of them together. And that’s quite a feat. My grandpa hates having his picture taken. And because they live in Michigan, I don’t get to see them very often.

And this is my sister sneaking a picture of Grandpa when he’s not paying attention.

My grandparents are my heroes and my example of what marriage should look like. Growing up, I knew I needed to find a husband who would take care of me like Grandpa takes care of Grandma. I did find my Knight in Shining Armor and I have my Grandpa to thank for it. His example showed me that the right man is worth waiting for.

And if it weren’t for Grandma, I wouldn’t know Jesus. Her persistent prayers and willingness to take me to her tiny Baptist church every Sunday, along with her quiet and steadfast faith, are what brought me to the Lord. And what has encouraged me along the way.

I remember Grandma picking me up from school so I could go to her house and learn the Ten Commandments. I remember Grandpa bringing home Happy Meal Barbies for my collection. They introduced me to Anne of Green Gables, fed my love for reading, and put up with my embarrassment when they danced to “their song” in the living room. And then there was ice cream, Downy’s Potato Chips, and a late bedtime when I spent the night.

I’m so blessed to have such amazing grandparents looking out for me, cheering me on, and praying for me.