Do you ever see or do something that to other people would seem really small and insignificant, but to you means the world? Well last night it happened to me.
Because I'm soon to go to Germany, and my cousin is moving back down south for his placement year, my Grandad and Grandma took a few of us cousins out for a meal, and it was one of the best night's out I've had in a long time. We were taking away, struggling to get words in edge ways. We were laughing so much that grandad was nearly spilling his drink. But most of all we were all eating.
OK, so to an on-looker that's just a normal scene right!? I mean, when you go to a pub for a meal you expect to see all the people scoffing the food down when it comes. But to me it meant so much more that all of us had empty plates at the end of the meal.
I remember all too well that only a few months ago when I would visit Grandad he would struggle to eat because he was just to ill. I mean, he didn't hardly eat kitkats and they are like his favourite biscuits. But last night he had gammon with egg and pineapple, potatoes and vegetables. And not only that but it was followed by bread and butter pudding with custard. And every plate was empty.
God is good.
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