Today is the seven year anniversary of my grandfather’s death. Seven years ago my Papa left this Earth for a better life. I still miss him daily. I can so clearly remember that last week of his life. I have so many memories from the time we spent together as I grew up.
He was a man like no other. I think he set the bar as far as romance and such for me. Until the day he could no longer drive, he would ALWAYS buy my gram something for their anniversary, Valentine’s day, Sweetest Day, etc. He was thoughtful and charming. A very sharp dresser, very meticulous in all that he did. He was one of the best men I have ever known.
Seven years ago, when he fell ill and was hospitalized for the last time he told us, “No more. No more fighting.” And he asked Gram to come with him. She told him at that time that she couldn’t. This year he finally got his wish. She is with him again. They are reunited. I don’t know after seven years of peace if he is still happy with that invitation. Kidding Gram! They were the most in love couple I have ever seen.
While it hurts to know they are no longer “here,” with me,I’m glad they are together again. It seems appropriate that in time for the seven year anniversary of his death, he has his bride once more. There are so many more things I want to say but I can’t seem to find the words.
I love you Gammie and Papa. You two were the best grandparents a girl could have. Not a day will go by that I don’t think of you and miss you.