by Nai

I was also out of town the week Grandpa died. When I returned from a camping trip with my class, my dad picked me up from school, which was highly unusual. Normally, I would just walk to Grandma & Grandpa’s house after school. Even stranger, Liz, Irene & Emily were with my dad. When I asked them why they weren’t in school, they said they didn’t feel like going to school. When we got to Grandma & Grandpa’s house, my dad stopped me outside to share the news of Grandpa’s passing. Then we walked into the house. The first thing I did was run to Grandma and she held me while I sobbed into her lap.

I feel strangely disconnected because I haven’t seen Grandma for over 5-1/2 months. It makes me sad that Grandma is gone, but I don’t really think it will hit me until I am back in California.  I am saddened that I can’t be there for the funeral and that I can’t be there with the family.  I am most sad that Evan will never get to meet his great grandma.  I was already having visions of Evan and Grandma meeting when we came back to California for Evan’s baptism.  I imagined Grandma being in the front row of the church at the baptism.  Now instead, she will have a view from above with Grandpa.