Tuesday 11 August 2015

4 Years Ago...

Four years ago today, my grandfather died. It was the single most heartbreaking experience I have ever had. I think of my grandfather on a daily basis. I miss him more than words can ever express. As his first grandchild, we shared a special bond. I blessed to be in a position to spend a lot of time with him during my life. My grandfather was my world. I had so many happy and fond memories of him.

The day of his funeral, he provided me (and my siblings and cousins) with one final happy memory. His actual funeral, the luncheon that followed, and the visits to my parents house were all...sad, full of duty and "what we should do". But that night, the five of us (siblings and cousins) spend hours together remembering grandpa; how much we loved him and how much he loved us.We all agreed that night, that grandpa was bringing us together. We celebrated grandpa and all that he gave us.

My grandfather was a fantastic man; he founded his own company, which is still in operation. He was active in his Church, business and municipal communities. He was an avid artist, golfer and tennis player. He was an entertainer.

Grandpa was a loving husband, devoted father, cherished grandfather.

While our family has been blessed in so many ways and been given so many privileges, my grandfather always taught us that it's not what others can do for us, but what we can do for the communities we belong to. We are a simple family...it is our responsibility to be humbled and give back.

"Noted illustrator, author and man of letters."

Forever remembered, forever loved.