This is not some lovey-dovey valentine’s post. Sorry.
Last Saturday my Grandfather who was diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer before Christmas passed on February 11. It was a both a sigh of relief and overwhelming sadness at the same time. The last 2 weeks were brutal for him and for my family. I was blessed (and I rarely use the term) to talk with him on the 5th, and was able to tell him I love him one more time. It didn’t take long before I was an emotional mess. I guess when you’ve been strong for 3 months you’re allowed to have a bit of an cry while face timing with family.
This morning mom texted me wanting photos of Grandpa for the memorial video, I wasn’t able to find any from my wedding (uh oh) but I did find some pictures from his 80th birthday in 2012 just before Travis & I moved out-of-state and one super sweet one of him & my sister.
I may or may not have made her cry when I sent this to her.
She texted me, “I didn’t know this existed” Ugly Cry Emoji
Here I am with him at Sea World San Antonio, I have no idea how old I am (probably 2-ish) and I’d already mastered the I’m so over this picture-taking face.
Man, wasn’t he handsome.
Something interesting is I was born on my Grandfather’s birthday, July 11