A day to remember

OK so when I was younger and I went to the funeral home for my friends grandmother's funeral I was jealous of her riding in the funeral limo. I thought it would have been so cool. Well now that I'm older and I've now ridden in it-it's not that fun. This past weekend my grandfather passed away at the age of 85. All of my family knew it was bound to happen because in fall 2008 he was diagnosed with a large aortic aneurysm. So when we got the call Friday night that my grandad was having serious seizures we knew his time here on earth was coming to an end. Even through the tears there was joy and laughter. On Sunday when we had "family time" alone we were watching his memorative video and we were laughing at the good times we had with him. When we came out the people at the funeral home said that was the most laughter they had ever heard there. I realized through this experience I had great friends and an amazing church family. I can't thank everyone enough. Even though he's "gone" I know he will always be in my heart.