Wednesday, May 18th, 2011 will always be in my mind as the day that my grandpa passed away. While this will always be a memory, I'm so thankful that it won't be my only one of this wonderful man...my grandpa.
Not many people are lucky enough to live 2 miles from their grandparents, but I am one that is. I don't have many memories that don't include my grandma or grandpa. From birthday parties at our house, to opening Christmas presents with them on Christmas morning. I remember chili dinners after basketball games and riding my bicycle over to their house almost daily in the summers.
After my grandma passed away in 2000, a whole new set of memories began. Spending the weekends with Grandpa because I just didn't want him to be lonely, traveling to Las Vegas when I turned 21 because he wanted to show me the sights. Our 19 day trip out West...I can't even begin to share all of the memories made then, but that was truly the trip of a lifetime. All of the many evenings I just sat in his living room watching RFD TV. Our conversation one day when he told me that he really liked it when I came over because, "you treat me like Grandma did...you just tell me how it's gonna be".

I sure won't forget being at Mom's and seeing his white van driving down the road, turning in, and him just walking in to visit (he wouldn't stay long though because he had a "comfy chair back home", but he came over all the time). Or seeing him light up when "Benny" came for a visit, which we tried to do often. Just today, I showed Ben a photo of Grandpa, and he immediately smiled and said "Gampa Gate"...those are the memories that will never fade.
I could write for days about all of the little moments that I shared with my grandpa, but I don't need to. I have so many memories that will live on in my heart for the rest of my life. I have books full of photographs that I will be able to share with Ben and our future children, video footage of Disney, birthdays, Christmases, and just ordinary days.
While I can't imagine my life without my grandpa, I know that I'll have to live it. It will be sad to drive by his home and not see him sitting by the window, I'll always be looking out Mom's window to see that white van driving down the road, I'll be heartbroken to not hear him call me Meggie or hear him argue with me just for the heck of it, but I'll be overjoyed in the fact that I know he and Grandma are together again...something he's waited many, many years for.
I love you Grandpa, and I always will...
Meggie