Last sunday
Last sunday my grandpa passed away. It was the hardest day of my life. He was a great man with a big heart and I really miss him.
My parents, like most, needed two incomes as we were growing up. But, my grandparents were able to retire when I was young and we spent much of our childhood with them. We'd go to their house every day after school and spend every day during the summer with them. My grandparents were like 2nd parents to us.
Over the years we have remained close. I'd call my grandparents weekly to check in with them and to update them on our lives. My grandpa was always so interested in what I was doing at work and would cut out newspaper articles about related things. He'd always watch the weather for where I was and give me the updates too.
There's a lot that I can say about my grandpa, so I decided that I'd start writing down my memories of him on this blog. I hope that by writing them down it will help me process what has happened, but also give me a place to talk about what a great man he was and honor his memory.
