After many ups and downs, prayers and hopes, it looks like the inevitable is here. My grandpa is at the end of the road. As my family makes a last minute scramble to pack and drive to Florida, i have decided to stay behind. I can't be sure that I won't regret my decision but I have to trust that my gut instincts are good.
Exactly 7 months ago my grandpa was leading me across the dance floor on the best day of my life. I wouldn't have believed that he would be leaving us just a short time later. Just 2 days from today, I am supposed to be boarding a plane to visit him and my grandma. So many unexpected turns have left me feeling confused and uncertain.
I know for certain that my memory of dancing with vibrant, smiling, happy grandpa is the one I want to keep. I also know that a short time from now, he will know exactly how I feel and he will be dancing and vibrant again. Tonight, my thoughts, memories and prayers with my grandpa and my grandma.