Celebrating a Wonderful Life
A month ago my Grandpa Royce was boppin' around on his segway. He was 85. 85 and on a segway. It doesn't get much more legit than that, folks.
Unfortunately, we had to say goodbye to him 2 weeks ago. His cancer came back and it came back fast. We thought he would be around forever because that's the kind of guy he was, but of course that isn't possible. It just goes to show how important it is to appreciate the time you have with your loved ones.
Oddly enough we are all doing really well with how fast it all happened. Perhaps it's because it doesn't quite seem real yet, but I think it's something else. My grandpa was a fighter. He was a tough guy and I think the rest of my family would agree with me when I say that he was ready to throw the towel in. He lived one hell of a life and he knew he didn't want to live without something to live for. If he couldn't do the things he loved, then what was the sense in living? He knew this, he understand this, but most importantly, he accepted this. In a way, he went on his own terms.
Although it really does seem unreal how fast everything happened, we know that we are blessed it happened so quick. The suffering was minimal and he is truly in a better place- no doubt telling stories about his wonderful life. Grandpa Royce lived until the day he died and I hope I can say the same when my time comes. He was always so proud of all of us, but now it's my turn to say how proud I am of him for how hard he worked and how much he lived.
This is just a reminder that although death is inevitably sad, it can also be a happy thing. After all, as Joanne Harris once said, "Life is what you celebrate. All of it. Even the end."
Thanks for all the memories, Grandpa. We will miss you. And remember, everybody loves you now.
Unfortunately, we had to say goodbye to him 2 weeks ago. His cancer came back and it came back fast. We thought he would be around forever because that's the kind of guy he was, but of course that isn't possible. It just goes to show how important it is to appreciate the time you have with your loved ones.
Oddly enough we are all doing really well with how fast it all happened. Perhaps it's because it doesn't quite seem real yet, but I think it's something else. My grandpa was a fighter. He was a tough guy and I think the rest of my family would agree with me when I say that he was ready to throw the towel in. He lived one hell of a life and he knew he didn't want to live without something to live for. If he couldn't do the things he loved, then what was the sense in living? He knew this, he understand this, but most importantly, he accepted this. In a way, he went on his own terms.
Although it really does seem unreal how fast everything happened, we know that we are blessed it happened so quick. The suffering was minimal and he is truly in a better place- no doubt telling stories about his wonderful life. Grandpa Royce lived until the day he died and I hope I can say the same when my time comes. He was always so proud of all of us, but now it's my turn to say how proud I am of him for how hard he worked and how much he lived.
This is just a reminder that although death is inevitably sad, it can also be a happy thing. After all, as Joanne Harris once said, "Life is what you celebrate. All of it. Even the end."
Thanks for all the memories, Grandpa. We will miss you. And remember, everybody loves you now.
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