So, Sunday morning, my grandfather passed.

We were expecting it, so we were sorta prepared.  He's had sarcoids of the lungs and has been struggling for years.  He moved in with us in Feburary.

My mom is having a really hard time with it.  For one, people just keep calling and telling her how sorry they are.  She doesn't have a chance to catch her breath.  My dad has been great in this whole thing.  He's dealing with all the hard stuff.  I don't know what to do really... I just try to be normal and strong for everyone, and for the most part I am.  It gets hard sometimes, but I just have to push through.

 

R.I.P Pops.