Today makes two years since my grandfather has passed away. Sadly I did not get the opportunity to spend a lot of time with him growing up. I grew up in Texas and he lived in Arkansas. But I am thankful for the time I did get with him. My mother and I got to be with him during his last few months and as painful as it was, I am glad we got to spend it with him.
My grandfather was never the kind to ask for help. So the day he called us and told us he needed us to go help him, we left as soon as possible. My grandmother had fallen and broken her femur and he was going on hospice care. We left the following morning, leaving my nieces and nephew behind, was the hardest part.
I sent his last few months by his side. I made sure he was taken care of. I miss him so much. We all do. I find it especially hard with my wedding coming up and knowing that he is not going to get the chance to be there. But he is the reason I am here and I would thank him if I could. HE is the reason I pushed myself to get my GED and to go to college. He is the reason that I was in the right place at the right time to meet the most amazing man. If it were not for him, I would not be walking down the aisle in less than three weeks to marry the man of my dreams. I just wish he could be here to celebrate with us.
I miss you and love you.