My dear dear Grandpa died this morning. I will miss him, and do miss him, and am so grateful for his influence in my life.
He really made me believe that I was the favorite grandchild of his.
And maybe I was.
But most likely I wasn't: we ALL were.
His love was so personal and so fierce that we all really did feel like the favorite. And even now, though my children have only been with him for a handful of times, they each love him so so so much. I asked them this morning what they liked about him and they said he was so fun and loved them so so so much! And he did. And they knew it!
My heart aches to think of Grandma without him. They have been dear sweethearts since they met, the most eternal of companions I have ever known.
Cheri and I had a unique chance to go visit Grandpa and Grandma in Oct of 2010. We realize what a miraculous blessing that was. We had a WONDERFUL time with Grandpa just as always. Then he got sick in November and his health and age have taken the best of him since then. We thought he would pass that Feb '11. We are grateful for the extra time he's had here with the family and especially with his wife, but we are grateful that he can move on to the better, more fitting place for him in heaven.
That October trip, though, are the memories that I hold on to toward the end of his life.
Grandpa was SO full of happiness, that he just wanted to share with everyone! He always had a laugh behind his eyes, and a chuckle in his voice. There was always something to be joyful about for Grandpa!
I love you, Grandpa Gunn!














































