Until We Meet Again

It's been a long week. My Grandpa passed away last Friday and his funeral was this past Wednesday. And the whole day went beautifully! The words said about him were spot on, lots of tears were shared, and lots of love felt. It was great to have everyone together, and to remember how amazing Grandpa Denny was. It was hard to see the casket close and say goodbye. I'm not going to lie, going back to normal life is hard after something like that. I actually got teary-eyed when I took a grandpa's order at kneaders, and I know that sounds so silly, but it just made me wish I could hug my Grandpa one more time. Walking away from the funeral made me want to be a better person. I want to make me Grandpa proud. He was so much himself, he didn't care much of other's people's opinions of him. He lived in the moment and he never tried to be someone he wasn't. That's how I want to be. Thank you Grandpa for setting an example, for loving me for inspiring me. I hope I can make you proud.