RIP

So my grandpa died this week and it's been hard not getting to go out for the funeral (which was yesterday.) I must say that I am extremely appreciative for Jason and all that he's done. I called him on my way home after finding out, and he put all the dogs away because he knew I wouldn't be in the mood to get mauled when I walked in the door. He held me while I cried and then made dinner. And he has been so sweet to me because he knows I'm taking it hard. I was so excited to take him out to Florida in a few weeks to celebrate Grandpa's 90th birthday. We've never been on a plane together in the 6.5 years we've been a couple. I'm hoping we can still go out to visit my grandma because I know it will be hard for her to be alone when we were supposed to be having a big party.

He was a great man and I am so thankful that my grandpa got to meet him and be at our wedding. I'm sad that he'll never have great-grandchildren, but I consider myself so lucky to have known him for 25 years. RIP Grandpa, Jason and I love you.