Tomorrow, our family will bury my Grandpa who lived an amazing life of 84 years. He spent the last 59 of those years being married to my Grandma. As you can see in the picture above, they were best buds and had a lot of fun together. I have learned so much about Grandpa and the story of his life in the past 24 hrs. For instance, I never knew that his middle name was Kelton or that Grandma was only 18 yrs. old when they got married! I didn't even know that he was a vet until I saw the folded flag in his coffin. I've heard story after story about how he reached out to others and showed them Christ.
I do know that he was a faithful, God directed, good man who loved his family very much. He has been a staple in my life ever since I was born and I don't know how many school programs, soccer games, band concerts and graduations he's sat through just to be there for me. He taught me how to fish and he always did fun things with us when we were kids. I am sad that he didn't get to meet our kids or get a chance to be a great-grandpa. His bear hugs knocked the breath out of you and I loved that. I hope to live my story in his footsteps in so many ways.
This has been really tough because I've never had anyone close to me die - it feels unbearable at times. I can't imagine Grandma or our family without him. His loss has definitely brought our family closer together, but there is a piece of the puzzle missing. It's been amazing laughing, crying and sharing stories about this man we all love and admire so much.
Grandpa, may you rest in peace and watch over us until I see you again in heaven - I'll be waiting for a big hug. I love you.