This morning around 6:30 my dad called to tell me that my sweet grandfather had passed away in his sleep. He went into the hospital just last week with some health issues and was diagnosed with kidney failure. The doctor estimated 6-12 months, and Grandpa opted to go home and begin hospice. I think we’re all still kind of in shock that it happened so quickly. My parents and brother were over there last night and said that Grandpa was very alert and joking around with them. We saw him on Sunday and Jack told him all about starting school this week. Ultimately I’m so fortunate that my kids were able to get to know him- he was an amazing Grandpa (Grumpy to Jack and Isla) and they adored him.
Earlier today I went through old pics and found some favorites of sweet Grumpy:
I’m heartbroken but glad he’s no longer in pain, went peacefully and is in a better place. We miss him dearly already.