This time last year Steve and I were driving to Midland because my Granddad was being taken off life support. We made it to Midland at 6:30pm and he was gone by 7:30 that evening. It was an experience I will never forget and one I feel honored to be apart of. There is something sacred about being with a person as they pass from this life to the next. December 9, 2010 was a hard day and my Granddad has been heavy on my heart today was I look back over the year it has been. I would have loved for him to have met my daughter- she would have been the first great-granddaughter for him, just like I was the first granddaughter for him. It has been good to remember today. The thing I miss the most are the letters. I use to write him a letter once a week, I miss that weekly habit.
Love and miss you, Granddad...
The Waiting Game--Part 1
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2 comments:
So sweet!!
oh Chels, made me tear up. I know how much you loved and cherished your granddad, what a wonderful man! I also had a flashback of the jean hot with the sunflower attached to it- haha love it!
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