A Heart Broken

Last year on this very day, my Grandmother passed away.  All my life my Grandparents were still living, until that day.  It was an unexpected call.  Yes, we knew her days were numbered, but there really was nothing that said, today could be that day any more than it would the rest of us. 

Today I received a call, not as unexpected as the one I received a year ago.  Grandpa is in his very last days and moments.  His heart was broken the day Grandma passed last year.  He has little time left, and has longed to be with her again since the day she left this world.  In one year, I will have lost 3 precious Grandparents, add to that the greatest loss of my life, my son. 

I suppose there will be yet another funeral to go to this week.  I feel so sad, and yet so happy for my Grandfather at the same time.  I will miss him so very much, and feel like a little piece of who I am goes with him.  He is a wonderful man, and took amazing care of Grandma through the years, at a detriment to himself most of the time.  He loved his wife, son and daughter, and his grand-kids with all his heart.  What a fantastic example of love he gave us all.  The world is less bright without him in it, but Heaven is looking a little more beautiful with each loss we endure.

Grandpa lost his wife and best friend a year ago today.  That day his heart broke.  I believe it is possible to leave this life of a broken heart, in fact we are witness of it this very day.  This wonderful, hard working, strong willed, steady and unwavering man will be missed greatly by us all.

My heart is sad today.