The above describes my grandpa! I am broken-hearted as I write this because Grandpa went to Heaven on the evening of May 2, 2016.
He loved his cars, especially Corvettes. He always took me riding with him. Most of the time you could find him in his garage working on one of his cars, but he always made time for me. I enjoyed sitting in the garage, listening to music, and playing with the vice he had on his work table.
He played board games with Grandma and me. He watched tv with me. He read “the funnies” to me on Sunday mornings when I was there.
My grandparents took me to DisneyWorld. They dragged my wheelchair across the beach to watch the sunset over the ocean. Grandpa took me in the ocean for the first time and a wave almost knocked us down.
He truly loved caring for me. As a child I slept with him and he would make up the best bedtime stories before I fell asleep. He made me feel safe. I was never ever ever afraid of him because he never intentionally hurt me.
When other family members rejected my now husband, Grandpa accepted him and watched for thirteen years that my husband meant it when he told my grandpa that he would never get tired of caring for me and divorce me.
Grandpa cheered me on through college, grad school, and writing my first book. He was the best Grandpa I could asked for.
He called me his “tiger.” It wasn’t until yesterday that I really understood why tiger is a huge compliment! Tigers are strong, courageous, and beautiful.
If you have been following my blog, you know that we lost my husband’s mom nine months ago. Losing two people I was very close to me has been unbearable. But the legacy they leave behind is wonderful!
Grandpa, you truly were the BEST GRANDPA EVER!! I am proud I got to be your “favorite granddaughter” because as I would say, “I’m your only granddaughter.” I miss you so so much already! But you are finally free from the pain you have dealt with for so long! I love you! Your “Tiger.” 💜