My grandad died tonight.
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Hey man, sorry to hear the news 
It does get easier, I still wear my grandads St Christopher which helps me remember him. I see my gran at every chance and make sure she knows I love her and I'm always there for her.
It's got to a point where I can't quite remember how he sounded, I've got videos of some of our fun times together which helps!
Just keep your head up and keep smiling!

It does get easier, I still wear my grandads St Christopher which helps me remember him. I see my gran at every chance and make sure she knows I love her and I'm always there for her.
It's got to a point where I can't quite remember how he sounded, I've got videos of some of our fun times together which helps!
Just keep your head up and keep smiling!
I felt I wanted to bump this thread today. It's been 11 years today. Amazing how time goes by....
I still think of my Grandad often, whenever I do something silly I think of the look he would give me, disapproving but always with a positive word.
I think of how proud he would have been of me, my family and my kids and I think of him whenever I see then, they have his ears
Life is short, be good to each other and tell those you love that you do.
My one regret is not going to see him the day he died, I remember vividly my mum asking if I wanted to pop in (she was giving me a lift back from a minor op that my grandad was supposed to pick me up from, but he wasn't feeling well) and I said 'Nah, I feel rough, I'll see him tomorrow'...... tomorrow isn't always promised!
Anyway. Enough of that.
I still think of my Grandad often, whenever I do something silly I think of the look he would give me, disapproving but always with a positive word.
I think of how proud he would have been of me, my family and my kids and I think of him whenever I see then, they have his ears

Life is short, be good to each other and tell those you love that you do.
My one regret is not going to see him the day he died, I remember vividly my mum asking if I wanted to pop in (she was giving me a lift back from a minor op that my grandad was supposed to pick me up from, but he wasn't feeling well) and I said 'Nah, I feel rough, I'll see him tomorrow'...... tomorrow isn't always promised!
Anyway. Enough of that.
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