My husband and I have been married for almost 16 1/2 years, which means his family has been my family for that long too. Sadly on June 3rd, his grandfather passed away. We knew it was coming and it was expected, yet it is still a process. We still grieve, we still wish he was here, but we knew it was his time to go home. He was an incredible man. While some in the family may have thought that I was not good enough to be in the family or not good enough for my husband, he was one of the few that welcomed me into the family and accepted me for the person that his grandson loved. I think him for that. Grandpa Jack was a strong, wonderful, kind, faithful, family loving man. He will be missed dearly and always loved by all whom knew him.
I cried when my husband called me and told me he got the call and that he had gone to be with our Lord and Savior. I cried for knowing that we would no longer have him around, I cried for my mother in law because I know what it is like to lose your father. I cried for the rest of his children, for the same reason. I cried for Grandma, his wife of 62 years, because she was devoted to him and he was her life partner. I cried for my husband, sister in law and the rest of his grandchildren, because I have lost most of my grandparents so I know how they feel. But I also cried because I know he is no longer suffering from pain, he is now with his daughter and other loved ones that have gone before, and knowing he is in a so much better place, a place that is waiting on all of us, when it is time for us to be called home.
Tomorrow we will say our last goodbyes to Grandpa Jack and I for one will always remember the wonderful man that he was and I know that one day when I get where I am going, I will see him again.
RIP, I love you and will always miss you Grandpa Jack <3 <3 <3