Grampa

My Grampa took his last breath at 2 am this morning. He had been sick for over a year. His organs were failing him. He was on dialysis for his kidneys. He was constantly having shaky spells, and was suffering for along time.

Grampa meant the world to me, to my family, to my kids. He always welcomed us with open arms. He needed a haircut, and I didn't give him it. He always talked about my kids, and I should have taken them to visit him more often... he knows I love him and that's what matters now.

Grampa and me shared a birthday...We were "the twins, 46 years apart". I always loved going out to visit Grampa and Gramma on my summer breaks.

One thing I said to Grampa when I was just a toddler that has stuck with everyone was "don't be so douchy old man"...It sure put a smile on his face, and he wasn't "douchy" anymore!

This May 11th, will be hard one. I am guessing though that the next few days may be harder.