Grandpa’s 90th Birthday!

Wow!  Can you imagine living till you are 90 years old?  What an amazing thing to accomplish!  Being raised by my Great Grandpa and Great Grandma, while she was alive, was the best thing that ever happened to me.  Two amazing people to guide me through life.  Sadly at age 11, my “Grandma” (Great Grandma) passed away leaving me with just my “Grandpa”. To be honest, I didn’t think she would ever go first.  Grandpa always claimed he was going to die any minuite, and had me nervous as heck that I was going to lose him.  Mmhmm!  And here he is, 90 years old!  Like I said, sadly Grandma passed, and Grandpa and I were left alone and sad that she wasn’t around any longer, but we developed an even more amazing bond after her passing.  He taught me so much about life, and I think I gave him a fresh perspective of the world.  I always got away with so much, at least that’s what people tell me.  He calls me his baby, and I am happy to be.  I mean, I call him Grandpa, but I should call him Dad.  He’s always been there for me, and the rest of my family, having raised many of us as his own.  Now, at age 90, with his mental health failing, we find that he needs all of us more than ever.  I only pray we do right by him and make him as happy as ever.  So even though I am not around him today, he is visiting family that are kind enough to look after him right now, I am so glad that I was able to call and sing Happy Birthday to him today.  I loved hearing him laugh as I sang to him!  So yep, the only thing left to say is that I love you Grandpa!!!