Nothing. There are moments in life when it feels like everything has been ripped from us. Moments in which we forget all of our other many blessings and even our reasons to live. Moments when nothing else seems to matter.
My Granddad died seven years ago today. I was on vacation in Maui when I received the phone call from my Aunt. Her call woke me on Wednesday, May 30, 2007 and interrupted a dream that I was having about not being able to find my Granddad. In what was really a nightmare my Aunt and I were searching high and low trying to find him. Nothing will ever wake me up faster than a phone call before the sun rises.
I said “Hello?”
She said “Honey.”
I quickly responded “NO!!! No. This can not be happening. This is not ok. That’s why we couldn’t find him. NO!!!!”
She replied “I’m so sorry.”
And then we cried. For a long time. Holding our phones. Knowing there was nothing else we could do. It was unexpected. The heart attack took him in an instant. My Aunt never said the words that my Granddad was gone. She didn’t have to. I knew it without hearing them.
Nothing will ever fill the hole in my heart that my Granddad’s passing created. 
Nothing will ever feel like his hugs and smell like the scent of his skin when he hugged me or soothe my soul like the sound of his laughter. Nothing. And I’m ok with that “nothing” because it reminds me of “something”. Something so great – someone so important.
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– T
What a beautiful post. And I weep for your loss. And the fact that years later, it does, and will still, feel as fresh and as new as the day it happened. But as a congregant once said, “tears are just liquid love…let ’em flow.”
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What a powerful post. I think that having great role models serves to remind us that we must do the same for the young ones in our life. Thanks for sharing this, Trish. It allowed me to take the time to revisit my memories with Grandparents, too.
Oh, I love this. What a blessing to have a grandfather so dear to you. Eternity looks even greater knowing nothing can ever separate us again. Lovely post. Blessings
<3 Indeed. God gave me him for so many reasons. Have a wonderful Sunday.
Amazing how much Michael looks like his great grandpa 🙂
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powerful words, tag. great read xo
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Love the pics of your granddad. He sounds like a special man.
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Oh, the difficult graces of life, death is one. I could feel your heart break.
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