|Grandpa with his 3 kids|
I've been reading the daily email updates from my aunt and talking about it with my family, and I've been pretty calm about it. It wasn't until I read the last email, with the subject "No More Treatments" that its really hitting me that I'll never see him alive again. I'll never feel another bear hug that almost squeeze the air out of your lungs. I'll miss our card games with the "Ik - Ik - LaBOO!" curses after being given a bad card.
|At Grandpa's 80th Birthday Party|
Grandpa has always been the stone foundation of our family. The house on the lake has been the place to be for anything from July 4th celebrations to Just-Because bonfires and summer parties. What's to become of the house? Will it even be the same without its heart? How do you say goodbye to your last living Grandparent?