One year ago today, we laid our sweet Delilah to rest. Tonight, we spent our supper laughing and crying and scrolling through old videos and pictures. We finished the night checking on my grandfather, our gentle giant of a patriarch who is getting tired and fading away from us at the ripe young age of ninety-five. What a gift, to experience feelings out loud, surrounded by people we love.
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I heard about your beloved grandfather passing… what a great and strong man…prayers for your family .. How is your grandmother? My mom is 93 and has had 3 strokes, we know the time will come for her to transition to paradise… But what a great long life she has had… Thinking of you all.. Carol