my grandpa died on tuesday morning and i drove home that afternoon. today was the visitation, tomorrow is the funeral. i’m doing ok, considering how fast it happened, the manner in which i found out and that the last time i saw him he was getting better, not worse, and was smiling because i had just told him i loved him.
i hate feeling this way and i feel so awful for my mom and my grandma. my grandparents would’ve been married 65 years next month. what is it like to spend 65 years with someone and then be alone?
something good from this – it’s amazing to see how many people loved my grandpa and how highly they thought of him. at the visitation today there were at least 400 people; the line was all the way around the room and out the lobby to the front doors for over three hours. everyone who knew him liked him and respected him – he was hardworking, loving, gentle, intelligent, curious, patient.
i’d say the men in my family have set the bar pretty high.
sorry, man. he must have thought the world of you. all the best to you and the fam.
so – did he look like a pumpkin or what?
big hugs to you and your family. at least you have the happy memories of the last time you saw him, knowing that he knew how much he meant to you. and the knowledge that he meant that much to so many people – your grandpa will be mourned but also celebrated for being such a fantastic person.
HUGS!!!!!!
uh….geez. actually i don’t remember why i called him papa pumpkin. he def. didn’t look like a pumpkin. he was a wiry dude. also wasn’t orange.
hm.
If your parents were a direct reflection of your grandfather, then they were better than good people! I am sorry to hear about your loss-it is never something we are quite prepared for…
I am so bad at proofreading! I was referring to your grandpa…as a person with a good soul (not the parents, although they are super sweet too!) And now I am blabbing on…
Just thought I’d settle the speculation on why my dad was Papa Pumpkin to Kara. If I remember correctly, it was because he called Kara pumpkin.