Grandpa

So where do I even start, what do I even say?


I have been procrastinating on this forever...maybe because of the mass emotions I/we have gone through the last few months. The unexpectedness of ones death is emotional. My grandfather Randolph Q. Moore passed on Feb 5th 2009. Just 16 days before the 7th anniversary of my mothers death. So this was tough...even though I know without a shadow of a doubt I will see my grandfather again and that my mother was the first to greet him, it still has its emotions. My two beautiful cousins and I stayed at our grandparents house while out in Cali for the services and to be of help to our Uncles in this time. We were truly unsure as to if we were going to be able to do this, but it ended up being huge healing for us all. We truly had what the bible says that God does. He turns mourning into laughter! We bonded in every sense of the word. We spent some true time together as cousins. We rarely wanted to be apart at all...we stuck by each other like Peanut Butter and Jelly! lol I will miss the only grandfather I have ever had. The interest he had in my life and always wanting to know that me and the kids were happy. I have had to also mourn my grandmother at the same time. With her Dimentia she is truly not her self and looks at you like, I know you dont I? But nothing...I love them with all of my heart. They will always be in my thoughts and in my heart.