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Two years. Here's to you grandpa.

Angus Cattle Shower

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Today is two years from when Grandpa died. I remember the call yet, one fo the worst things I woudl ever hear. I went in and saw him before he passes away that day, the last thing he said to anyone was, "Alex, take care of that little puppy of yours. I'm going to come out and see him yet." Goign to see himi at the funeral home was one of the hardest things I have ever done, when I wentto hold his hand one last time, Like when I was a kid, the coldness scared me. Going to his funeral, I couldn't say goodbye to him, I just stood there beside him, bawling my eyes out, all I could manage was a small, "I miss you" and a "See you later Grandpa". I couldn't eat anything for a day and a half. The evening of the funeral I got talked into going to the school dance, and after a lot of explaining why I wasnt there the last few days, I danced with most of the girls, but diddn't have the best time, because it was always on my mind. I sat the drive home in tears. I locked myself in my room so I wouldnt have to talk to anybody. If I remember right, the only one person I did talk to that day, was a friend, she called, and I still had the cordless in my room. It made me feel better, but not much.

It was like someone took a piece of me.

Ive been trying to make sure that I would be able to make him proud some day, but I know I will never be hafl the man he was, surviving the depression, and making ends meet when times were hard. He was one of my best friends. We always said we were going to go on an Adventure. On boxing day, we'd always have a little wrasslin' match, because it was BOXING day. We always said we would go hunting in some far off, exotic place. We collected sap from the maple trees to make syrup. We spent the afternoons with him pulling me around in the wagon behind the lawnmower. When I won big in saksatoon at prarieland in '04, he was thefirst person I called. My ribbons went with him. When he was in the hospital, I dropped them off with him. He kept bragging about his "first place" grandson. When I was born, he was so happy because he was the first one to hold his then, only grandson.


I miss you grandpa.
 

Judith

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ACS,
Our loved ones do not ever want us to remember the day they died. They want us to rejoice in their passing. Have faith that you will see your Grandpa again! The best way to honor and respect Grandpa is to make a life for yourself that he would be proud of. Say goodbye, we will see ya soon, but I need all the love in my heart for those who have stayed behind. He will understand :)
 

Maple Leaf Angus

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Angus Cattle Shower said:
It was like someone took a piece of me.

I think that's a pretty good way to describe what happened.

I also think that as we grow, that piece will always be missing, but it won't seem quite so big as time goes by. But it will always mean something, especially if the one we lost was important to us.

I am glad for you that you had your Grandpa, and I am sorry for your loss. Like Judith said, live in the way that would make him proud of you.
 

Ranchy

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(((((((((((((((((((((((((((((( ACS )))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

No words of wisdom, not a bit of advice, just a little thought of fondness and a few hugs for you, and hoping that you're feeling much less "blue" today.
 

Mrs.Greg

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Greg and I just got home from the funeral of grandfather to my beloved four nephews...like these boys keep your grampa in your heart and he'll never been gone,do what you can to always know he would be proud of you....these things are hard but just be grateful you got to know and love him.
 

Angus Cattle Shower

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Thanks alot you guys!

It just seems that the greatest people always leave us way too early, doesnt it?

Hes always with me, in my heart, even when Im out looking for that big buck for the two of us :wink:

The LORD only knows how much I miss him.
 

nr

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Your writing shows how well you got to know your Grandfather and how much you did together and how much you meant to him. What a blessing you were given!

Some of us never got to know ours. The only thing I can remember about the one I got to meet was he laughed when I said something funny at about age 3 and he died soon after that of a stroke. But I will always remember him as laughing.

I think it helps to get over grief by thanking God for giving us the time we had with those dear relatives and friends because it really is one of His greatest blessings for us to have that connection.
 

John SD

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ACS, you don't have to wait for "someday" to make your grandpa proud. You can and do already make your grandpa proud every day. Trust me. You do it in all the little things you do and ways you care for your family and friends every day.

I never knew my grandpa on my dad's side of the family because he died 10 yrs before I was born. Never knew my grandpa on mom's side that well either, because he lived so far away and I only saw him about once a year, and he died when I was 10. I had a step grandpa who was kind of a grouchy old coot in many ways, but he sure gave me a lot of good advice about life. I still miss him and always will.
 
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