My sweet gramps passed away yesterday afternoon in California. He had a stroke a few years ago and hadn’t ever completely recovered. He had been in the hospital for the past few weeks but it is still hard to know he is finally gone. He has been close to passing many times and he always rallied back so we hoped the same would happen this time, but it wasn’t meant to be.
We spent a lot of time every year vising my grandparents in California and I have many wonderful memories of them coming to our house. My grandpa had a great sense of humor and he was always making people laugh. People would ask him how he was feeling and he would always say, “With my hands!” He was a strong priesthood holder and I adored him. My grandparents were married for over 60 years and that is a goal I hope I can reach!
I’m so grateful for the amount of time I was able to spend with him before he passed. We were able to visit them last year and I spoke to him on the phone just a few days ago. They were able to come to my wedding and be with us in the temple which is something I will always cherish.
I’m so grateful for the knowledge I have that he is in a better place now. I’ve felt a great peace and I keep picturing him on the other side and I have no doubt that he is happy and back to his old self. He is not in pain and he’s able to move around and be comfortable. I know he is hard at work doing the Lord’s work now. My gramps left a great legacy with a family raised in the gospel. I can’t wait until my grandma can join him on the other side and I have no doubt that I will be able to see him again.