Once upon a time there was a little girl who loved to spend time with her grandparents. She would stand at her crib and yell “Bob, NeaNea” (she couldn’t say Jeanie) when she would wake up. They tried forever to get her to use grandmother and grandad, but she was quite resistant. One day she stood up and put her hands on her hips and said “Not Grandad, Grandbob!” And it has been Grandbob for all of us grandkids ever since.
Grandbob has been a light of positivity throughout the years for me. He loves us grandkids fiercely. He has always supported us, loved us and done what he can to ensure our personal success. I know at every turn he would tell me I can do anything I set my mind to. Even through being blind since the late 1990’s he was always finding the silver lining and reminding us to trust God in all we do. He would give of his time, money, and advice at every turn. There was never a time he wouldn’t go out of his way to help others. If you look up generosity in the dictionary, I am fairly sure you will find his picture.
Today, he is not blind anymore. Today, he is reunited with his high school sweetheart he lost in the early 2000’s. Today, he has no more pain. Today, he is made whole.
The memories will always hold a near and dear place in my heart. Grandbob will always be a part of me. I am who I am because of his love and dedication.
Grandbob, I love you forever and always.
Love, Your Rascallion