Grandpa Schaub

My Grandpa Schaub passed away last night and as I read my cousin Natalie's blog she described it so well I'm just gonna borrow it exactly how it is from her post. Hope you don't mind Nat., thanks for being there and sharing your feelings that really touched me. I totally cried as I read Natalie's blog, I will miss Him greatly and am sad we didn't get to see him more often. I am so greatful me and Tyler made a special trip out last Sunday to visit him and got to see him one last time. He will always be such a great legacy and example for my family.

What I saw tonight, I shall never forget.I saw two missed calls on my phone. One at 10:05pm, and one at 10:07pm. But I already knew what they meant. Before I returned the calls, I told Anthony, "Grandpa Schaub died."

I saw familiar family member's cars parked outside the hospice building.

I saw how nice the lady was at the front desk. She came right to me, "Are you here for Art Schaub?" Her name was Rosemary.

I saw my dad. Oh, my sweet dad.

I saw my Aunt Char, cousin Jeana, and my mom.I saw Grandma. She was sitting closest to Grandpa. She was quiet. She let me hug her a little bit longer than normal.

I saw my Grandpa. MY Grandpa. The one that would make buzzing noises before he tickled me. The one that didn't like yogurt. The one that knew the answer to every Jeopardy question. The one that knew my own kids by name. The one that sat across the dinner table from me and my family every other Sunday for the past three years. The one that led this Schaub family.

I saw my mom explain how Grandpa passed, right in front of my mom and dad.I saw my dad. He kept trying to close Grandpa's jaw. He stroked his face while holding his mouth closed. He pulled the sheets down to gently lay Grandpa's hands one on top of the other. Grandpa's hands and arms were bruised and frail looking. My dad said quietly, "These hands have worked hard."

I saw my Grandma approach her husband. This lady of very few words leaned over and kissed her husband on the forehead. She touched his face with both hands, then touched his ears. As she stepped back she adjusted the sheets on him and said, "Good thing we have the gospel. So many people don't know what to do when their loved ones die."

I saw Uncle Dennis and Aunt Debbie come in the room.I saw typical Schaub attributes begin. Order and organization is always present.I saw my brother and cousin, Denise, walk in the room. I could almost see Grandpa's arms around them. My heart broke.

I saw my Grandma get confused as she wrote out the funeral program. She repeated herself several times. She wanted to get it right.

I saw Grandma watching her son intently as he gave a family prayer. Her hearing is almost gone, so she had to watch his lips move to understand what he was saying.

I saw the clock reach 11:50pm, and Grandma said, "I call this meeting adjourn."

I saw everyone walk to their cars, leaving Grandma alone. I then saw my dad stay back behind with her until her car was brought up.

I saw my home. My home that holds my dearests of all. I saw my husband asleep on the couch waiting for my return.I have seen my Heavenly Father's love tonight. Thank you Grandpa. Thank you for your legacy.