So much more than my Grandpa

I will not be posting much over the next week or so. My grandfather passed away yesterday morning and my daughters and I will be flying to Chicago for the funeral.

Losing my grandpa, or "Pa" as we called him, is a devastating blow. We lived with my grandparents for several years when I was little after my parents divorced. My grandpa became like my dad. He's been sick for several years, but he just kept hanging on. So as the years went on, we just thought he'd keep going and going. Thankfully, I was able to see him over Thanksgiving and he was in good spirits, joking and laughing and telling stories. I'm so glad that I will have those final memories of him, that he was able to finally meet Hayley and see Will and I together. And the last thing that I said to him was that I loved him, and that brings me more peace than I can say. He passed away in his sleep, which was how he wanted to go and I know that he is in a place where he can sing again, where he can walk and run and do all the things he loved.

I have been creating though and will have more to share when we get back. Take care everyone!