My dear grandpa passed on December 2nd at 99 years old. It was very Betty White of him to still have spunk and seem like he was going to live forever, and then leave us just before 100.
I'll always remember mornings with my grandpa. When he would visit, he'd often say over breakfast, "last night, I slept so hard I had to get up three times to rest!". I was never a morning person, so he would also come into my room and wake me up singing, "Up in the morning, be happy and gay, and drive all your troubles away!".
I'll miss his sense of humor, how he loved to give people a hard time, his handsome smile, and the way he always made me feel so special to him. One of the last things he said to me was, "I don't know what your parents did right to deserve you".
The last time I saw my grandpa was at my grandma's memorial in May... my grandma was the love of his life and he was deeply devoted to her, even after her passing. In his last days, as his mental capacities declined, he would tell my mom that he'd been looking for my grandma and he couldn't find her. 💕😢
I miss you so much already, grandpa. Rest in peace.
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