I don’t really know what to say. It happened so quickly. From when we saw you less than 2 weeks ago, to now. I already miss you very much. Knowing that when I go back to Canberra there won’t be my Grandpa ready to play pontune or give me a big warm hug.
The thing that bothers me most is that I didn’t get to see you after you had passed away, after they tried doing CPR on you for 90 minutes. I wish I could have held your hand, or wiped a tear off your face.
I remember you teaching me magic tricks, you’d watch with enthusiasm. Waiting for me to get it right. I remember playing pontune with you, watching you laugh when you lost. I remember playing the keyboard for you, jingle bells jingle bells…
Grandpa you will be so very much missed by all of us. I just wish I could give you a hug.
We have been calling everyone and every single person we’ve spoken to has said you were an amazing man. Grandma was telling us that you had been saying ‘I love you’ to each other each night before bed, and that is true. You loved Grandma a lot. You loved us a lot too. But we loved you even more, truly.
Grandpa I know that God will have already helped you settle into heaven. A world full of happiness and peace, something we can only imagine. Yet you are already there.
R.I.P Grandpa, we love you.
Until the next post,