Grandpa

My dear sweet grandpa Meyer left us here in mortality to join my sweet grandma in heaven. He passed away on Dec 27, 2013, 16 years after grandma. I am still grieving and just couldn't write about it sooner.

He died from a cold that turned into pneumonia. He ended up going to the hospital but his body was to frail to handle the strength of the medication. The next day he passed. How blessed we are that 6 days earlier we celebrated our Christmas Eve party we have every year at his house and we were able to spend time together as a family. Another blessing is he was able to pass into the next life in his home and in his bed, thanks to the care of my aunts. He was frail, and struggled to hear, speak, and feed himself. Not at all the strong, funny,  independent man I remember as a child, but still shared what he could with us, his love.

The funeral was a few days later and was  a beautiful service. All the grand-kids and great-grand kids sang "Families Can Be Together Forever". I know this to be true. During the song though I struggled to sing, I knew I was going to miss him, and I do everyday. I have sang that song to Blake every night for bedtime since. I want him to know about eternal families and it reminds me of the love of my grandparents.

He had a good life and treated everyone with respect, and loved to serve others. I remember as a child a hardworking man who loved to tinker with different things and come in for dinner in the evening when I would stay to eat and play with grandma. He was a happy man with a contagious laugh who loved his family and the Gospel. He loved to be around people. One time in high school I saw him at Fred Meyer. I stopped to say hi and ask what he was buying. He said 'oh nothing, I just came to visit with people', having only peanuts and oreos in his cart. I left to buy what I needed and saw him at least 3 other times talking to random shoppers.

I am so grateful for the Ghospel and the knowledge I have that families can be together forever. I know I will see my sweet grandpa and grandma Meyer again. The night my dad told me he had gone to the hospital. I cried and cried, I prayed and prayed and prayed for comfort for grandpa and I. I asked Heavenly Father to prepare grandma to come greet him, knowing their reunion was near and would be a sweet one. I believe my prayers were answered. They left this world leaving a tremendous impact on my life and I will miss them. I look forward to the day that I will be able to see them again.

Till we meet again...