This is a post I've been putting off because it's been a rough few weeks. October 22nd, my Grandpa Irish passed away. He's been fighting cancer for years and it was good that he went peacefully with his sons and wife around him. My Grandpa was an amazing man who loved his family, served his country in the Marines, and always had a smile and a hug for everyone. I have so many great memories of him, both my Grandparents spoiled the heck out of me when I was little because I was the first granddaughter in a house full of uncles and boy cousins. I feel so blessed to have had such an amazing man to look up to, it means so much so me that he was able to travel to Arizona for our wedding last year. This summer we got to spend time with him in Vermont and I will never forget that last day, hugging him and telling him I loved him. We all had tears in our eyes and he told me how much he always loved his oldest granddaughter and how proud they were of me. I am so incredibly thankful that we were able to have that, it was a blessing in disguise that we missed our flight that morning and had to stay and extra day and we were able to have that conversation. It brings tears to my eyes just thinking about it. I'm so thankful I got that time with him.
He will be missed by all of us. Our family is what we are because of him. His funeral was definitely an emotional rollercoaster but it was so good for our family to all get together and celebrate his life and the great man he was.
You will always be remembered Grandpa. We love you.
