grandpa just died yesterday at 2:00 a.m.
He was one of the nicest, happiest people I will ever know
and his story was incredible.
The doctor's diagnosed him with stage 4 lung cancer a couple
The tumors were in his lungs and wrapped so tightly around his
that they couldn't perform surgery.
They said he would live only a few more months.
I knew something about that seemed wrong.
And it was.
He went into remission for a year.
He got healthy again.
He ate again.
He felt good again.
Then it came back.
And it hit him hard.
He just got worse.
He didn't look like himself.
It was hard for him to breath.
He had some good days, but less than we would've liked.
Then he called my mom.
"I need to see you, Karen"
My mom went down to Florida to visit him.
She would sit in the hospital room with him all day.
He was funny.
He was still Joe.
Just Joe with cancer.
Joe with death crawling up behind him.
He still smiled.
He still laughed.
He still loved.
Then the hallucinations began.
He said he saw my mom's husband in the chair.
My mom got divorced six years ago.
He said maybe it was her boyfriend.
Her boyfriend was in New Jersey.
He said he hoped he didn't embarrass her.
Then he stopped talking.
My mom would sit there and watch him.
He slept most of the day.
She constantly told him how much she loves him.
How much we all love him.
He smiled with his eyes, too.
Those big blue eyes.
Then my mom said goodnight.
She went back to the home she was staying at.
She had dinner with my grandpa's best friend, Peter.
They prayed that God would take my grandpa before my mom
left so she wouldn't have to worry.
My mom went to bed.
She got a call from Joe's retched wife.
She ignored it and called the hospital instead.
"Your father passed away about a half an hour
She went to visit his body.
She sat with him.
His palms were still warm.
His chest was still warm and familiar.
She held his hands and put her head on his stomach and cried.
He was gone.
His spirit was still there, though.
In her heart.
In my heart.
In everyone's heart.
Everywhere we go, he's there.
And he always will be.
If you read this, thank you.
I needed to vent and tell his story.
I know my grandfather's story helped Mikay30 with her
I hope it can help other's too.
I love you Grandpa Joe♥