Today post is a bit personal. 10 years ago I lost my granddaddy on July 6, 2005. It still seems so surreal that he's been gone for 10 whole years. This is not meant to be a sad post because when I think back on the life my granddaddy had, he was a truly incredible man during his 86 years of life. I remember his stories about WWII and how he was supposed to go to Pearl Harbor, but due to a injury to his side he wasn't unable to go. He used to say that if he would've went, there would be no family because the plane he was supposed to be on got shot down and everyone aboard was killed.
When I think of my Granddaddy I have so many happy memories. One in particular I remember when I was a little girl he used to take me to Mc Donalds and buy me a Happy Meal. Years later when we would reminisce, I reminded him of that and he would jokingly say I spent all his happy dollars lol. I also remember when I was in 5th grade he and my step grandmother surprised me and came to my school to eat lunch with me for Grandparents day. Like I said there so many wonderful memories.
Fast forward 10 years later I still miss my Granddaddy, but when I think about the 19 years he was a part of my life, I'm at peace with knowing that he is no longer here. I can only hope that he would be proud of the woman I turned out to be.
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