This morning at 4:30am, my grandfather (Dads Dad) passed away. Out of anyone in the world, he was the most respected and honored man in my life. The wisdom, love, and stern gentle judgement of my life has been more than a blessing. I can’t describe how meaningful it was to have him in my life, to come from his line, and for him to be a father to me.
His handshake was the best. The look in his eye when I walked in the room. The pure joy of being in the presence of the Lord. I will always remember the times while my brother would play the piano and sing, and Grandpa would raise his hands high in complete reverence and joy to God. An image that will stay with me forever.
Monday (Visitation) and Tuesday (Funeral) will be a beautiful time of celebration of his life. He will be greatly missed, but he did what God had for him to do, with all his might, with much faith, and great love.
Thank you, Grandpa, for what you have meant to me, and for what you have given. Rest in peace, Sir.
Here’s a photo from old times. He was a serious stud. ha (My dad, Greg, is the one holding my cousin, Joanna – who is now 32)…