Monday, February 4, 2008
My Last Goodbye
I haven't been to see you in while, I regret that now. This could be the end of the road for you. you're weak and you're tired of fighting, and you haven't been yourself for a long time. Maybe you'll hold on, I don't know, but I hope you know you don't have to. This is in God's hands and that is without a doubt the best place for it to be. We all knew at was coming for a while, but that doesn't mean we're ready for it. Still, in a way, this is a very good thing. You're headed for a better place, they're rolling out the red carpet now and anxiously awaiting your arrival, as we prepare for your departure. We love you, we'll always keep a special place for you. i have happy memories of another time when you were healthy. That's the grandpa I will try to remember. I'm trying to be strong, for dad, for everyone. We know the tears are temporary and we'll all meet again soon. It'll just be hard for us to wait, but it will be just the blink of an eye in heaven. You'll be happy there. No more pain, no more Parkinsons, and you'll have all your memories back and won't have to worry about losing them ever again. At least you got to see the twins once. We'll tell them about you, your sense of humour, the way you teased us. The organ playing and scripture reading at Christmas. I'll tell them about your garden and raspberry patch, and the way you wanted orange cake when the rest of us wanted lemon. If this is the end stretch then I'll thank God for the blessing you've been, and for all the time we did have. If we've still got time, then I thank God for his continual compassion. I love you grandpa, but it's okay to let go. We're going to miss you, probably more than we expected, but it's okay to let go. You'll be with Jesus, you're going home. Go home grandpa, let go.
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