Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Last week we traveled to my Great Grandpa's funeral. ):
Lots of tears, lots of sadness. I loved him so much. But he ran well.
My Great Grandpa took up golfing at 70 years young and got a hole-in-one at a fascinating age! My uncle talked about him at the funeral. He talked about, as he put it, "extraordinary" things. He also gave an Irish (My Mom's Dad was full-blooded Irish.) prayer. "God saw you getting tired, a cure was not to be....."
My Great Grandpa really was great. In fact, he was awesome! He still is. And, hey, I still got him in my heart. I can't see him, but I can remember him!
Thursday, June 7, 2012
Please, pray for him. He is my Mom's only Grandpa. He has outlived my Dad's Grandpas by twenty years.
I love him so much, and I don't want to lose him.
He is such a wonderful Great Grandpa and he is kind.
My little sister cried a lot this morning when my Dad told us. My Mom cried a lot yesterday, she told us, and I needed a lot of comforting as well from my Mom tonight.
I don't know what God has planned, and I am scared. This is very hard to deal with. We visited my Great Grandpa recently in the hospital when he was getting over the pneumonia and he had a bad cough.
Now, I don't know what to do. I've prayed, I've written in my journal to write out what I have thought, I've told my family members what I'm feeling. But I don't feel any better.
My big brother told me that things could end up good, but then they might not. My family is so wonderful and comforting. I need it now.
To God be the Glory.