Grandpa

Monday was the day I had been dreading. For four years, we have known that this day would come sooner than we wanted. Oh, we tried to prepare, but when you receive the call that a loved one has passed away, it doesn't make the news any easier to take.

My grandpa, William "Cowboy" Smith joined Grandma in heaven early Monday morning. He has missed her so much and wanted to be with her more than ever. I am glad he is where his heart is, even if it leaves those here on earth sad.

I will miss my grandpa's voice. It was deep and held conviction and love. He had a funny laugh that I can't describe to you, but it was a sound that I loved, even as a child. Grandpa had an amazing lap and "his" chair was wonderful. Whenever we would visit, we would find him in his chair. How fitting to hear that he took his last breath in "his" chair.

This picture was not a very good one, but it shows Grandpa with me and my girls. We were in Seattle to see the Nutcracker, so we stopped by Grandpa's afterwards.

We will miss you Grandpa, but we know you are rejoicing with Grandma... your beloved Ginnie.