Thursday was my Granddad's funeral service. It was one of the hardest days my family has gone through. Once I made it to the cemetery, I couldn't stop crying. I think the finality of it hit me. It was a nice service, over 100 people showed up to pay their respects. I got lots of big hugs from my family and friends. I swear that all the best huggers in the world bred and became my family. We had a nice gathering at Granny's house afterwards, probably 70 people or so. My parents had the most wonderful friends who brought food for Granny, and also stayed at the house to help out during the wake.
I know I will miss him and love him forever. He was an excellent example of courage, strength, dedication, and determination. Without any of those things, he never would have walked after his plane crash, or raised his family. And if Heaven weren't so far away, we could still keep in touch. But I will have to make do with knowing that he is watching over me and my family, and that he is flying any plane I hear.
Thank you for bearing with me, and for your thoughts and prayers. It is all so much appreciated.