My Granddaddy as he walks me down the aisle to meet husband-to-be, Ken.
How I’ve often followed Granddaddy over the years before I’ve met and married Ken Taylor
How often do you follow someone in your life.? Is it very often when he or she wakes up to when he or she lies down in bed for the night? Is it everywhere he or she goes?
Well, I’ve been following Granddaddy for many, many years as a child, as a teenager and as a young adult. You know? You’re never too old to follow somebody in your life.
Ever since Granddaddy has adopted me as his "daughter"; he has taken me many places whenever he has a spare time from work. He sometimes took me to work.
Whenever I followed him, after I’ve learned to walk; I’d stayed by his side wherever he goes. It’s hard for me to forget how often I’ve followed him. I’d followed him as a curious little girl as he’d often worked on many different vehicles as a side job in the side or back yard. In the beginnings, he’d be telling me different stories while I stayed near him so that I can hear his voice while he worked.
As I grew; I began to talk to him more as I learned to talk as I’d followed him around the yard as he worked on some vehicles or on any side jobs like fixing somebody’s chair or family member’s bicycle. I’d loved to listen to Granddaddy’s voice while he was working on some projects. "Oh yeah?" "You reckon?" whenever I talked to him about school, family and about many imaginary things.
Back then, I was safe to talk to Granddaddy about something. He’d sometimes given me advice regarding a few subjects that is usually reserved for mothers or grandmothers. I remembered that he has a lot of wisdom when it came to deep subjects and then, he’ll give it a twist with a laughter. He has the deep-caring attitude and he listens.
The reasons I’ve followed Granddaddy as we walked around the yard or around the house, were that he was a strong father-figure that I knew of. No other men compares to Granddaddy that I knew of. I have lived most of my early childhood life in the single-parent household, and that I was violated by a man that my mother has married and later divorced. I’ve seen him as someone that I can look up to when I just needed someone to talk to and all he has to do is walk and listen so I’d follow.
I don’t know how many miles we’ve logged, but his presence was reassuring whenever I needed to be near him when he’s outside. I’d be spending hours either talking to him or Granddaddy talking to himself or me while he fiddles with a car-part or figuring out what to do with a broken bicycle.
Some times I’d sit and watch Granddaddy work under a vehicle or just stand nearby and listen to his laughter when I told him a funny story.
I know that I’ve raised some family ire because I was with Granddaddy so much of my life. I know that many of my cousins did get jealous whenever I got the privilege to just follow him around the house to another part of the yard.
Well, even if my family had thought that I’ve out-grown following Granddaddy around the property and they’ve thought it was high time that I met Ken.
When I met Ken; all that changed. I hardly followed Granddaddy to different parts of the yard while doing yard-work or side-jobs. Ken has followed behind Granddaddy to tighten up the lugs or bolts, or he’d help Granddaddy loosen up some lugs or bolts. We all knew, even I knew that Granddaddy had secretly known that he needed help with those things. So Ken has been a follower also taking care of things around the yard.
You know? I was a bit hurt when I no longer followed Granddaddy like I used to and the family had thought I’ve out-grown following Granddaddy. I missed following Granddaddy for many years as a child, a teenager and a young adult. I know that some thought that I was too old for all that childish following of my grandfather.
Well, guess what, I’m never too old for anything. As I am writing this blog entry. God has planted the thoughts about Him as my Daddy by showing Himself through Granddaddy in the dreams Now, I’ll never forget to see Him as such.
I’m so glad to know Granddaddy for who he is and how he has raised me as his "daughter" . I really don’t know what would have become of me if Granddaddy hadn’t come into my like as a wonderful male role model that I can look up to. So I have been his shadow all those years.
Now I’ve been following YHVH as His child. Yes, I can be His shadow too. I used to feel uncomfortable with following Elohim as my Abba for a long time till He has shown me in the dream of Granddaddy that I can follow Him.
And, no, I am never too old for anything.
Shalom.