Grandpa

Grandpa died today.

I didn't expect it to happen. I know he was almost 98 (his Birthday is in December), but he was supposed to live to be a hundred. I love him so much, he is my favorite relative. He has always been there for my mom and me. I regret not calling him like I should have my mom said he was lonely. He was always affectionate, you could go give him hugs. He'd tell you that he loved you. I'm going to miss him. He doesn't want a big deal made out of his death. There isn't even going to be a funeral. I don't like that. I want some type of closure, but I'm not the one making the decisions. I just love my grandpa.