December 15, 1964. A little girl and her brother found their grandfather on a peaceful hillside where he had closed his eyes for the final time. Around him was the Christmas greenery he had gone on the hill to gather for the family Christmas. This little girl felt so sad for so long. I’m not sad any more, but I have not forgotten. I will always remember the day I lost one of the best friends I would ever have. Only now as a grandmother myself can I even begin to fathom the depth of what you knew about being loving and kind and gentle. Even now, I miss you and every December 15th I remember you with love. Not for what I lost but for all the gifts you gave me.
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Just beautiful, Maggie.
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Mary, he was a kind and generous soul. Thank you for your comment.
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This is indeed very beautiful Maggie. It would of been my beautiful sister Mary’s birthday today if she had not died five years ago 💜💜
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We miss our loved ones when they are gone and those special days can be difficult. Thank you for reading and commenting, Willow.
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Sending love Maggie 💜
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Thank you dear sweet, Willow.
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💜💜🎄🎄
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Oh, you found him. So sad.
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It was so hard, Don. I was 10 years old and his passing had a tremendous impact on my life. I am thankful however, that his life had a greater impact than his death
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I’m sorry you had to find him, but glad it was a peaceful hillside, so maybe it was a peaceful passing. I believe your grandfather is pleased that you remember him in this way – loving, kind, and gentle.
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I think it was peaceful. He had gathered the greenery and it was beside him. It was as if he laid down to rest where he could look out over the valley where he spent the majority of his life. What a good man he was.
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❤
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I am sorry for your loss. Finding him must have been so hard. You are the exact loving grandparent he showed you how to be.
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Thank you for your kind words, Lauren. He was the best grandfather and he and I were constant companions. I hope he would be proud of me.
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A lovely tribute. In some ways, it was good that you found him. It gave you closure you might never had experienced otherwise.
Best wishes, Pete.
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I was only 10, and I was frightened. I have come to terms with it, but I miss his presence even now. Thank you for reading and commenting, Pete.
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I am recalling the death of my own grandfather in a post later. Very different circumstances inded, and also rather amusing in some ways.
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I will make sure to read.
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https://beetleypete.com/2020/12/16/bringing-granddad-home/ 🙂
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I read and left a comment, Pete.
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Time isn’t the issue at all when it comes to love.
You clearly have inherited so many of his loving, caring ways. A beautiful post.
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Thank you for your kind words. He was one of the kindest men I’ve ever known.
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That certainly comes across in the post. It’s lovely that you remember him so fondly. I had a beloved uncle whole called me Jeanie who died when I was very young and Jan 3 is always a day I think of how much he loved me and me him.
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The love is always with us.
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Absolutely and so reassuring.
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I’m very sorry you had that experience at such a tender age. Your post is beautiful and it seems his teaching very deep. Lots of love to you Maggie. 🤍
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Thank you LaDonna. I was fortunate to have such a loving and caring grandfather. The lessons he taught me have seen me through all the ups and downs in my life. I am forever grateful.
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🤍🤍
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You brought me back to the moment I answered the phone and learned that my grandfather had died as he ate his morning oatmeal! He had “died” once before and resented having been resuscitated, so I know he was at peace at last.
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My grandfather went to the hospital so many times with his heart. He had nitroglycerin pills but he never carried them on his person. I remember one time, my mom had to rush him to the hospital. When she walked in the ER, he was sitting up laughing with the nurses. My mom told him “Walt, the next time you rush to the hospital, you better be dead or I’m going to kill you”.
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My grandmother carried those too.
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Tiny powerful pills that could save a life.
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I had no idea what they were at the time.
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