Last night my grandpa - Mom’s father - passed away. He had become very ill about a week and a half ago, so we knew the end was imminent. Fortunately, my grandmother was with him for the last 30 minutes as he slipped away. They had just celebrated their 66th wedding anniversary last week. I was hoping to post more about him here, but just don’t have the time or energy this morning to do the research. Maybe I’ll add another post later for that, with a link to the obituary.
Sharon, James and I visited Grandpa Sunday afternoon, knowing it would probably be the last time we saw him. Though he barely had the energy to move during our visit, he really enjoyed seeing baby James and reached out to hold his little hand after James pointed to and touched the tip of Grandpa’s nose. During this brief moment we got to see one final glimpse of Grandpa’s playful nature. May he rest in peace.