Well, folks, I come with more sad news. And this, my friends, is the saddest news I’ve known in a while. Sunday evening, at 6:50pm, my Poppa passed away. After four grueling, heartbreaking days in the hospital, I got to be beside him with my family as he passed over to the other side. And I don’t think I’ve processed what all this means yet, but thankfully, I have time to work it out in my head and heart. For now, I need to work it out here.
Poppa was, hands down, one of the best guys I have ever known. He treated me like a princess when I was younger, and he respected me as a woman as I have grown. I am the first grandchild and bore the first great grandchild. He always was so calm, so peaceful. I know he had a temper when I was younger, but that has faded so much in the last handful of years. He was so warm, inviting. He would stop by the house just to say Hi. He loved my girls, and because we gave them unique names, he called them Number 1, Number 2, and Number 3. I will never forget calling him to tell him Caelan was born. The memories I have of him I will keep close to share with my girls. He lives forever in my heart. He lives forever in our family.
He was the best grandfather I could have ever asked for. And I absolutely regret not spending more time with him as I got older, busier. Life happened, and now he’s gone. And I can’t go back, but I can move forward. I promised him I will live a large life in his honor because he did. His smile, his warmth, his gentle nature, and his, “Be good. I love you,” as we parted ways all the times we were together will stick with me for absolute ever. He was a hero to me, and he will always be one of my boys. I was with him every day, for at least a bit, while he was in the hospital. I held his left hand as he passed from this world to the next. I am sad, heartbroken, but I feel such peace in his passing because I know it is just physical. I know he isn’t gone forever; a life lost to the physical is one gained to the spiritual. His life energy has changed hands, and he will never leave us totally. He will be in the giggle of my children, the flakes of the snow, the sunshine on my face, and the wind in my hair. He will speak to me with his soft, deep voice, whisper his messages in my ear. He will hug me when I am alone, and he will hold us all up for the next few days as we say our goodbyes. He will love us, steadily and consistently, ever present as he did in life. Poppa was the best man, IS the best grandfather, and he will never be forgotten. We have another amazing angel watching over us. I will miss him and love him every single day, until I dance with him again.
I love you, Poppa. I will always be your girl.
Until I see those beautiful blue eyes I miss so much again….
Surround us in your love.
Watch over all of us….
We love you.
I. Love. You.
I am Poppa’s Girl…forever.