11 years

It was 11 years ago today that my grandpa died. I wrote a big post last year for 10 years, so I won't be doing that again this year, but I feel the need to again say how much I love him. I'm so thankful for eternal families and that I can be with him again one day. I'm so proud of the man he was and now how much I see my own father in him. Especially with Gavin. I think it's so neat that Gavin has his own "Grandpa Cobbley". I feel sad at times to think that my grandpa never got to meet Keith and that he wasn't here when Gavin was born. I like to think that Gavin was in Heaven before he was born, spending time with Grandpa, and now I feel comfort in knowing that this baby was with him too. What a great man to have lived on this earth, and what a great man I am sure he still is, now that his earthly tasks are completed. Strange enough, today I was with my Aunt Kristi and realized that 11 years ago, I was with her the day he died. It was nice to talk to her about him and that day, and even though they were in no way related, the kind things she had to say about him. He reached a lot of people with just his simple ways. As my dad said in his eulogy, just like the country song, "Daddy never was a cadillac man." I love the simplicity that Grandpa brought to life and I laugh now when I think of how confused some of these "newfangled contraptions" would seem to him. Thank you, Grandpa for all of your love. I love you.