Hard Summer

PawPaw with the girls in June

December 2010- Christmas Eve

December 2010
December 2010- Christmas Day

This has been a much dreaded post. I felt like writing this would make it real. My PawPaw passed away on July 22, 2011. We were in Florida vacationing with the Foret family when we got the call from my brother. He said that PawPaw hadn't woken up that morning and that they were doing CPR. I was so saddened by this but there was something in me that just knew he would pull threw. I mean after all it was PawPaw. He always pulled threw. He always made it. He had been close to passing before and he always survived. He was so strong, so brave, so amazing, loved life, loved his family, loved the Lord, a very disciplined man, a very goal oriented man, a very stern, a very loving man, but yet so exhausted, so fragile, so weak, and just merely so sick of being so sick.

I have always been very close to my grandparents. They were a huge part of my childhood and they were my rocks! It breaks my heart that I will be leaving in 2 days to go home and PawPaw will not be there to greet me. When I last saw him back in June, I remember specifically telling him that I would be back in September and that he needed to work hard to get his strength back so we could go to a football game. I selfishly want him here but I know he is much better off because there is no suffering in Heaven. He had been so weak last time I saw him and I really do believe he was ready to go HOME! As much as I miss him, I do find so much comfort in this. He is with me now in a different way and he has paved the way for me. Now I am not scared to suffer, not scared to die, not scared because I get to meet My Maker and see my PawPaw!!! How comforting is that!!!!