My grandfather passed away last night. When I heard the news I initially started crying, and then I kind of became happy. Why? Because my Grandmother, his loving wife, passed away about 3 years ago. She was his life and his ALL. They never called each other by their names, they always called each other "love" or "babe." They were SO cute, SO happy, and SO in love. My grandfather is now back with my loving grandmother, and I am happy that they can reunite in heaven.
We love you and will miss you dearly grandpa!
