My heart is saddened that we can not be with our family right now. Brian's Dad's Dad went to meet his Maker on Thursday afternoon and the funeral was today. Brian and I are still in MD because their were no flights that were doable for us (Brian) to get home.
Grandpa's funeral is going on as I type this so I thought I would do a mini tribute to him.
When I first met Grandpa, Brian and I were dating. They (grandma and grandpa) soon started attending our church where grandma played the piano and grandpa teased everyone that came into the doors of the church. If you were never teased by this man then he probably didn't like you.
Early on he had a nickname for me, Fatso. From the first time he called me Fatso to the last time I heard it (Christmas 2007), I never grew tired of hearing it, in fact I came to expect it. I can't remember him ever using my name when talking to me after he started that nickname.
I sure hope Jesus got the memo about Grandpa liking his coke in the old fashion glass bottles. You know they taste better in glass bottles or at least Grandpa says they do. I think he may already be telling Jesus how he should be running things up there. I hope he asks Jesus if it is a sin to buy a dog (going joke in our family because Grandpa thought that it was a sin to buy or sell dogs or maybe any animal but I only remember hearing the dog part).
I loved Grandpa very much and life will be much different for our family without him but I am so glad he is with Jesus now. I know he has to be glad not to have any illness, problems breathing or problems getting around.
I was truly never treated any differently than his grandchildren. I felt the same compassion, love and acceptance from him towards me as he gave to his biological grandchildren. In fact, if I walked past him (even to put something down or put my coat away) he would say, "Fatso didn't even hug my neck" loud enough for everyone to hear it. I would then make my way over to give him hugs (I would have never forgotten to hug him anyway).
I am sad that Mili and Sadie won't remember him but we have many stories and a few pictures to pass on to them.