On the 16th of Febuary 2013, my grandad passes away. As you would expect I couldn't get over it, I genually felt as though the world was falling apart around me. There must have been at least a week (of absolute distress) pass before things changed.
Whilst at the funeral I realised something, I was told one paragraph that changed everything, and that was: "You can be upset that he's gone, that you can't spend any of those times again. Or you could be glad that he was here, and you got to spend those times together."
Never before had I thought about it like that! I felt so proud of my grandad as those words hit my ears, so thankful for the oppertunities and the chances I got to spend and enjoy time with him... I think of those words even now, they give he confidence, courage.
Words can not express how thankful I am, for so many things:
-to have spent those times together, with my grandad
-to have friends and family that helped me through those times of trouble
- and (most importantly) to have those words remind me of what it means to be the grandson of Michael Laver.
Rest in Peace, grandad....
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