Many of you know about my grandpa and how up and down his health has been the last two years, I've posted about it here before.

He passed away this morning. I am numb. No tears came as I comforted my crying mom. Just the words of the poem I wrote for him when he was given last rights about a week ago.

I'd like to share it with you all.

As life fades away further into the great cosmic universe,
It joins the beautiful symphony of energy in perfect harmony.
We are all one of the same cosmic consciousness,
Our journey continues on in the wind, through the trees, into the world.
We live on in those who love us,
those we touched with our brief burst of light.
We are all but a flash in the darkness,
Yet each and every flash is meaningful, is worth knowing.
We can pass peacefully knowing that we have lived a life worth living,
Mistakes, regrets these will all fade away.
But the memories others keep,
These will last forever.

I will miss him so much.



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I"m sorry Fidget.

Such a loss.

Your poem is a lovely tribute to your grandfather.



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That is terrible news. I'm sorry.

May G-D comfort you as He does all mourners in Zion and Jerusalem.

Sincere condolences.

Beautiful poem, Fidget. Wishing you peace at such a deeply touching time. He must have thought the world of you.

Terribly sorry to hear this.

I agree with your poem: loved ones live on in our memories of and love for them.

Tom in Paris

Beautiful poem. Sorry for your loss, sending good thoughts your way, and wishing you all the best in the coming days.

So sorry for your loss, fidget. Your grandfather must have been a very special person to have made such an impact on you. Your poem is a beautiful, loving tribute. I hope you and your family can find peace and comfort in the coming weeks and months.

Lovely written tribute for your Grandpa. Big hugs for you fidget!

Oh, Fidget, I'm sorry. My grandparents were a set of second parents for me, and when I became an adult, they became two of my dearest friends. My grandpa has been gone 22 years, my grandmother for 12. I was lucky to have them for so long! I am 54, and I think of them both every day.

Enjoy your memories--and I don't know what your beliefs are in an afterlife, but if you do believe (I do), you know you have your grandfather to greet you there someday.

I'm sorry for your loss, Fidget.

Fidget,
I am so sorry to hear of your grandfather's passing. The words of your poem show the great love and respect you have for him and brought to mind some of the lyrics from "The Garden" by Rush: "The treasure of a life is a measure of love and respect, the way you live, the gifts that you give." The wonderful memories you have of him will be the most precious "treasure" you will ever have.

Fidget, my thoughts are with you and your family.

Such a terrible loss, the loss of your beloved grandfather. I still miss mine every day, but time heals and you will have wonderful memories to take the place of the pain and grief you are now experiencing. He lives on in all the amazing things he taught you and in the way you treat others, and in the way you move through the world.

Be gentle with yourself during this time of grief. Grief is draining, heavy, exhausting. Some find the need to cocoon for awhile and that's ok. Be gentle and compassionate with yourself.
You will find that you need more rest, more sleep, more comfort. Give that to yourself. Your grandfather would, I'm sure, want you to take good care of yourself. Allow yourself to be nurtured and loved. Let people be there for you.

Books on grieving and loss might be very helpful and support you in this process. You wrote such a loving tribute to your grandfather in your beautiful poem! Take good care Fidget! Sending you comfort, and big hugs from this MexMom.

I'm so sorry. When you are ready, go get some ice cream. You and he are both fortunate to have been in each others' lives.



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Beautiful poem to your Grandpa.

Grief is a tough journey. Take care of yourself.

Love being set to you and your family. I am so sorry for your loss...but grateful you had such a man to love.

I've always liked this quote from Tolstoy:

"Only people who are capable of loving strongly can also suffer great sorrow, but this same necessity of loving serves to counteract their grief and heals them"

Peace to you.

Sorry to hear this, my condolences.

Beautiful poem, Fidget. I am a grandfather with granddaughters. I hope that as they grow, they are as caring and insightful as you. May you find comfort during this difficult time.

Oh, fidget... I'm so sorry. :-(
((big hug))

I'm so sorry for your loss. I know how much you love your grandpa and I hope he went peacefully.

I'm so sorry for your loss, fidget. That was a beautiful tribute to your grandfather, and I feel privileged for you to have shared it here.

Peace be with you, your mother and all the rest who loved him.

So sorry for the hurt you are feeling. Big hug.

Thank you all for the kind words. My grandpa was an amazing person. Adventure and ice cream will always remind me of him. His laugh was the best in the world. You knew he loved you just by how be looked at you.

Hold on to those wonderful memories. Your poem is just beautiful. Take care.

I am SO sorry fidget! I am thinking of you. Your poem is beautiful, he was a fortunate man to have you in his life, and VERY much vice versa.

I'm sorry, Fidget. You were lucky to know him. I never met either of my grandpas -- they both died before I was born.

I'm sorry fidget. Like summer, both my grandfathers were dead before I was even born. I hope all of the memories you made together are a comfort to you.

I am sorry fidget.

Peace to you and your family thru the tears of grief

So sorry, Fidget -- I wish I had been so close to my grandpa. At least you can celebrate that relationship and the gifts it provided for both of you.

Heart you

Anagrammy

The majority of you are faceless monikers scattered across the globe, but your words and kindness mean so much. I finally started crying(and I'm ashamed to admit drinking about an hour ago. His last words to me over the phone echo in my thoughts.

My heart, it's with you. I miss my Grandpa's every day day. I still miss my Dad 2 or more times a day.

Sorry fidget.
Always toughest on those left behind...