Grandpa Tell Us About The Good Old Days

Its something I wish I could say one more time hear his voice one more time see him one more time. All I have are memories of him and even some of those seem faded. It is so hard to know that not one more time will I hear grandpa voice, feel his hugs , or see him. Its hard knowing that he wont sit in his big old recliner and tell the same stories about bears, fishing or hunting. It really hurts that the most wonderful man a person can meet has gone to be with Jesus. Grandpa knew it was his time but was the rest of the family aware grandpa seemed to know, Grandpa knew when he went to the hospital he wasnt going to be going home. The home he had lived in with Grandma for so many years. The one house we all knew was our "home". Nothing seems the same now.... Holidays wont be the same.

Home.. thats what Grandma and Grandpas house was it was home. No matter where life took us grandkids or great grandkids and their kids. That house was home. It hasnt changed much in the years except maybe gotten smaller or is it that the family has grown. The Ross house has always been filled with love and always an open door policy. No more walking in and seeing Grandpa sitting at the table or in his chair. No more garden with enough vegetables to feed the family and then some. No more Thanksgiving or Christmas where Grandpa roasts us out of the house.. Was that his way of telling us when it was time go.. No we tell ourselfs thats his way of showing us cozy.
As I am sitting here thinking of my grandpa who just passed away I am reminded that family is so important and that its all you really have in life. If you dont have anything else you have your family. They are the ones that stand by us, the ones that give us their all, the ones who dont let us fail. In everything we do who stands by us. Our family. What is going to happen to us as a family when the one person who held us together isnt there anymore? Are we going to fall out of touch with each other, are we going to get closer and charish all the good times and the bad times. So many questions lie unanswered.
It is sad that the only time all of us are together is in bad times. WHY? its something that I dont understand is why...Family needs to stand by each other in good and bad not just in bad. WHY cant we all get together to celebrate a new life and not one leaving the earth why is it we as a family cant get together to just get together why is there has to be a reason to be together.  I have so many questions that are left unanswered for my grandpa. and I will have to wait til I meet him in heaven. I know he was ready to go but who says we are ready to let him go. Why is it the ones left behind have no say.
I know Grandpa died with something he wanted.. He had grandma and his sons and the peace of mind that Mike was ok. I wish that Grandpa had been able to see Mike before Grandpa died. But they shared phone calls, and letters and thats what is most of important. Grandpa knew that Mike was ok.. and I hope Mike realizes just how much Grandpa loves him and always did.
Grandpa tonight when I go to bed and I cry myself to sleep yes I am sad but mainly its because Im remembering you and all the memories that go with you. Grandpa I dont think you realize how much you mean to me. I never got to say it enough how much I love you.
Take care of your great grandson til I get there grandpa..