This weekend, on Saturday October 18, 2008, my last remaining grandpa passed away. He went quickly and easily, which was a blessing. He’d had emphysema for some time, and we knew there wasn’t a lot of time left, but we certainly had no idea that the end was this close. He passed away at home, and did not struggle. We are thankful for that. I will try to get a picture up here in the next day or two.
Grandpa M became my Grandpa in November of 1996, when his daughter married my dad. He and Grandma welcomed me into the family wholeheartedly, and have never treated me any differently than the grandkids they knew from birth. Grandpa was a classic ornery old man, and always entertaining. He loved to play games and tell jokes and act silly. I will miss him very much.
I moved back “home” in May of 06. We lost my Grandpa W that June. Grandpa C left us in March of this year, followed by Grandpa G in April. Now, in October, Grandpa M has gone, and I now have no living grandpas. I am trying not to dwell on that unpleasant thought, and instead to remember how very blessed I have been to have four wonderful grandpas in my life for as long as I did. Not many people can say that. So, since I moved back here just 30 months ago, this will be my sixth funeral of a family member, and the fourth one this year. Each time I have said “I am done” with funerals. I can’t handle anymore. I hope this time God is listening, because I’m not sure I could take loosing anyone else.
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Oh sweetie I am so sorry. I had no idea he was this sick.
ReplyDeleteI wish I could give you a hug right now. Just know I'm thinking and praying for you all.