i guess 12 steps was to much

i honestly have no words to say. My Grandpa just died today. exactly one week before whats suposed to be the happiest day of my life. he was in alot of pain. he was really depressed, i knew he wouldnt make it. but everyday the wedding got closer, and every day my hope got torn in two. one way was hope, that if he can just make it 14,13,12 days, he can come. on the other hand, he got weaker and weaker, and it got scarier and scarier.

during the last few months, and expecially the last few weeks, he was surrounded by what was his most valuable treaser inthe world. his family. my family, his children and grandchildren, came from all over the country(some out of) to see him before he passed on. what a lucky guy to have so many people love him so much

its been ten years since my Grandma died. from the prior article about my granpappy, you can tell how close they were. now together. i dunno were, wether there is a heaven, or if our souls have another life, or maybe we just kinda evaporate into wisps of magic. i dunno, but whatever the reason, they are together somewhere.

grandpa, i dont blame you for not being able to make it to my wedding. i know you tried to hold on. and i know its not your decision to make. but some part of you will be there. i love you so much