When the night has been too lonely and the road has been too long
And you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter, far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed, that with the sun’s love in the spring becomes the rose.
That is the final verse from a song called The Rose by Bette Midler, the orchestral version of that song by Andre Rieu was one of my Grandad’s favourite songs.
On Friday 18th March 2016 I announced that I was going to be removing the 164 blog posts that I’ve written so far this year from my blog and re-publishing them all on Friday 1st April 2016 with the audio versions of them all which I’ve been busy recording.
It’s now 5pm on Saturday 2nd April 2016 and you’ll notice that no blog posts have been re-published and nothing has been said about that by me until now.
Yesterday, Friday 1st April 2016, My Mum’s Dad, my Grandad passed away suddenly.
Before I continue I just want to point out that this isn’t the Grandad that has Alzheimer’s that I’ve blogged about in the past, this is my other Grandad.
I was very lucky at the age of 24 to still have both sets of Grandparents alive and relatively well, I’m not so naïve as to think that we will all live forever but I never imagined that I’d lose a Grandparent so suddenly and without the chance to say goodbye and thank you.
With my other Grandad having Alzheimer’s I’ve been saying goodbye for a number of years now and as much as I hate that I’ve accepted it, but my Grandad who passed was for the most part fit and well, he had Parkinson’s but we could still visit and talk and I guess ‘be normal’ so although I knew death would come one day I wasn’t prepared for it to be so soon.
I’m a very quiet person, I don’t talk very much, I always prefer to sit and listen to people, I thought I knew everything I could possibly ever need to know about my Grandad but now that he’s gone and I know I’ll never get the chance to talk to him again my head is full of a million things I wish I’d asked.
I think over the years here on my blog we’ve established that these sorts of posts aren’t my speciality, whatever I write never seems to be enough to really celebrate a life.
So what can I say about my dear 89-year-old Grandad?
Well the truth is he isn’t just my Grandad, he had 9 Grandchildren, 7 Great Grandchildren with 2 more on the way.
My Gran and Grandad were married for 65 years and are one of the biggest reasons that I believe that true love isn’t just for fairy tales.
My Grandad was lovely, caring, fun, kind and hilarious! He loved music and dancing, he served in the army and was just a really great man.
I have so many lovely memories that I really will cherish forever.
Because of his passing I have decided that I’m going to take a few days off from blogging so all of the posts that should have been posted on April 1st will be posted later on this week when it feels right.
I hope that you’ll all understand.
Before I go I just want to tell you all one more thing, together my Gran and Grandad have raised around £20,000 for Stick & Step a local charity that helps children with Cerebral Palsy.
Stick & Step is an amazing charity and I’m so proud of my Grandparents and all of the work they have done for the charity. If you’d like to find out more about Stick & Step then you can click here and if you’d like to donate then you can click here.
Thank you for taking the time to read this post and of course thank you for understanding.
I’m going to end this post with a song that will always remind me of my Grandad. Evelyn Knight – A Little Bird Told Me.
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