03/28/2026
The phrase blood is thicker than water is absolute BULL.. in my soul, I knew that these would be mine and my Papa’s last monumental moments together.. my last time seeing his face, and on his birthday, giving what I thought felt like a eulogy.. but what I knew in that moment, was that I was speaking to him and he heard me, and though as embarrassing as it was crying in front of people who never valued me or cared to get to know ME… and calling myself a little b for allowing them to see the vulnerable side of me.. I didn’t give a f about anyone else in the room but him.
His last few weeks on earth were stripped from me, and had I of known what was going on, I would have been there in a heart beat, even though I was thousands of miles away… but his pos of a type A son, seemed to have forgotten about me.. even though my grandpa and I talked weekly.
He was the only one there for me after my husband and I moved to Texas, but he always said, I was quiet like his wife, my Vava.. even though he liked to talk more about himself… he never failed to tell me how proud he was.. every single phone call.. he would say “we did it, we made it” and I could never grasp what he meant.. but now I do.
Papa, we did it.. we made it.. the seeds you sowed are full blown blooming.
I wouldn’t be who I am without this man and I am so beyond happy that he has finally met his Lord and Savior. It’s been a long, long time coming and now I… am so proud of you 💗
Thank you for this life. I couldn’t even imagine being anyone else. I love you so, so much my guy 💗💗
Ps.. if anyone from my “family” sees this, please feel free to share. I’ll say it to your face at the funeral we aren’t allowed at 😘