Tragedy. It comes without notice, but it leaves a heavy and everlasting mark on you and everyone close to you.
Last evening my grandfather (or as I called him "Pa") died unexpectedly, and while I don't want to bum anyone out, I thought I would dedicate this post to him, as he was always my cheerleader when it come to blogging and reading and my schooling.
My grandfather was always there for me when I was little and over time he become one of my role models. He was brave, smart, one of the nicest guys in the world. I spent more time with him when I was little than I probably did with my parents combined, and I was always close to him. He was my supporter through thick and then; he was always so proud of me. He loved what I do with Lauren's Crammed Bookshelf; he loved how much I valued my school work; he was always there for me, always rooting me for to do my best, and even if I didn't succeed, he was there to tell I did a good job, and that he was still proud.
If you told me last week that I would be facing this, feeling so sad and angry at the world for taking him away too soon, I would have never believed it. I truly thought he would be around for ever; he would be there at my high school graduation at my college one as well, crying because he was so proud of his "little girl".
I'm going to miss him so much I can't even explain it in words, though I'm going to grow stronger because of it. I'm not going to mad at the world, instead I'm going to value the time I got to spend with him, and I'm going to tell my children someday (if I have them) how amazing their great-grandfather was and how he was taken away too soon.
But until then, do me a favor, go hug and tell the people you love how much you love them. You never know when it will be too late to do so; I certainly didn't.
Also, I'll probably not be around the blogging world for the next few days, so please excuse me for that. I will get back to you all as soon as I'm ready to.
Talk to you all soon,