Granddaddy passed away at 11:03 am on Wednesday, January 14th. He had battled his last stint with cancer for 11 months. He had dealt with the devilish disease for a total of 18 years and had managed to put the cancer in remission four times. This last though, he was not so lucky. He was an incredible man; born January 10, 1933. He had just celebrated his 76th Birthday four days prior to his last breath. He had two daughters, three granddaughters, and NOW a great-granddaughter on the way. He was always out-numbered, but didn't mind a bit! I was able to tell him the gender of our baby the Friday before he passed and his response to another girl in the family was priceless. He sat on the phone for a minute, then once he let what I was telling him digest, he quietly said, "Well,...that's okay." I might have gotten my feelings hurt if the situation hadn't been so sensitive, but I thought it was a great reply! He and I were both thinking it was going to be a little boy, and then when it was all confirmed I couldn't believe it!! I'm of course ecstatic, and I know Granddaddy was too but he sure was looking forward to a side kick. Now that he's gone I'm glad the results are what they are. I couldn't imagine him waiting for a boy for so many years and then not be around to teach him all the incredible things that he had to share. I'm sure right now he's in heaven waiting impatiently for this baby girl to grace the world. I couldn't have asked for a better Grandfather. I thank the Lord everyday for what he's blessed me with. I now have a guardian angel by my side forever and always.
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Your blog was so sweet that it made me cry. I'm sorry that you lost your Granddaddy, but he's looking over you and he's in a better place. I lost my Grandpa last January and I didn't get the chance to tell him I was pregnant, so I'm so glad that you have that memory!
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