I love you, Grandpa. I always have. From the days spent playing on your living room carpet, rolling rubber balls on the floor, and trying to figure out your riddles to the times lately when you have been so uncomfortable, and hurting. I was there today, when you slipped away, silently. I sat by your side, watching the pain come to end, watching you be freed. I cried, I will miss you, I knew you had to go, so many already in Heaven love you, and need you too. Thank you for all you did for me, for giving me a great dad and being there for us. You were our last link to dad. It hurts to let go of you, letting go of you means letting go of the house where we spent so much time, letting go of the place where daddy grew up. I am just so full of things to say, of emotion and feelings right now. I just love you, and I always will. I will always remember your kindness and love.

I love you, Grandpa. Thanks for being a part of my life. You are a bigger part of who I am than you probably realize. Love, Genelle