Wednesday, November 13, 2013

A True Knight

I've put a lot of thought into what exactly I should write about. It's been a long week. I won't lie, it's been a pretty difficult one too. But, as I've said, every week has a little bit of wonderful. And that's why I just want to share a few thoughts about my sweet grandpa. 











Papa Rex (as all of us grandkids call him) passed away last week. He had been battling dementia for a long, long time and as sad as it was to see him to leave this life, I'm so grateful he's returned home. He has his memories again and he's safe with the Lord now. 






When I think of him, I remember a man who used to tickle me until I screamed and always had a never-ending supply of sweets. He would pull jellybeans out of my ears whenever I visited him. I remember he would send me some of the best gifts each Christmas and he'd always make time to read me stories on the couch. I remember a good man who loved his seven daughters, loved his wife more, and loved God the most.
His was a wonderful life and I just feel blessed to have been a part of it.


He & my Grammy K were high school sweethearts...


And they were quite possibly the cutest couple to ever grace BYU.




My grandpa's favorite song was "The Impossible Dream" from the play Man of La Mancha. 

“It is the mission of each true knight... 
His duty... nay, his privilege! 


To dream the impossible dream, 
To fight the unbeatable foe, 
To bear with unbearable sorrow 
To run where the brave dare not go; 

To right the unrightable wrong. 
To love, pure and chaste, from afar, 
To try, when your arms are too weary,
To reach the unreachable star!

This is my Quest, 
To follow that star, 
No matter how hopeless, 
No matter how far,
To fight for the right 
Without question or pause, 
To be willing to march into hell
 For a heavenly cause!

 And I know, if I'll only be true 
To this glorious Quest, 
That my heart will lie peaceful and calm 
When I'm laid to my rest. 

And the world will be better for this, 
That one man, scorned and covered with scars, 
Still strove, with his last ounce of courage, 
To reach the unreachable star!” 

-Joe Darion, Man of La Mancha




While his battles on earth are over, I know the Quest doesn't end yet. 

I love you Papa.

5 comments:

  1. My Dearest Sierra,
    This is beautiful! Thank you for putting into words how we feel about him.
    Love you.

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    1. Oh Mom -- Thanks for reading! I love you so much!

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  2. Sierra this is a really sweet story of your grandpa! I was so sorry to hear of his passing. I remember going to his house for girls camp one year, and how sweet he was to all of us. Miss and love you!

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    1. SHAYLA!!! You are so sweet and I really appreciate your kind words! Thanks for reading! I loved that girls camp. I love you and miss you too! Stay out of trouble girl ;)

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  3. I dont know what happened to my name there, but this is Shayla Meek... Not Lynnette & amp; whatever! haha
    Love ya!

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