My grandfather

We all handle grief in different ways, hopefully this will help me process it...
My grandfather died early this Friday morning. Apparently he had a heart attack earlier in the week and just thought it was a stomachache, he finally went to the hospital thur. And he died of complications, they were planning on moving him to UVA as soon as space became avalible. So I am glad he didn't have to suffer a long hospital stay and that he wasn't in a period of prolonged suffering.
He was generally a very reserved man, decorated soldier, 101st airbone, special forces... In Korea and Vietnam. It was just one of those things you knew was in the backround, he never really talked about it. But he was always watching some war special on the history channel.
After he retired he became the football and basketball coach at Augusta military academy, after AMA closed, he coached at Miller School (another military academy) this is where some of my fondest childhood memories are, exploring all over the mountains, playing with my cousins, building forts, going to the creek and the lake. As he got older he relaxed most of his military ways and became more relatable. And we talked about things. And I did get to see him just last weekend so it was nice to have a good normal last memory of him, not in a hospital.
The one regret I have,
And this might seem a little wierd but that he didn't get to meet the person I'm going to marry, he would make some joking comment but really nod approvingly, no there's not something your missing I don't
know who I'm going to marry yet either :-(
But I will miss him even if I'm not good at showing it.

(p.s) Iv'e been working on this a while so it will appear out of order on my blog timeline. I actually started writing this on April 7...





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