recruited by the angels.

One year ago I was brought to my knees with one phone call. 

My beloved, strong and wonderful Grandpa had died. 

It was the most unexpected and gut wrenching phone call of my entire life. 

He was not sick, not frail and barely had a gray hair. 

But in one instant a heart attack took him from us. 

I remember scrambling in my brain to try and remember if I had told him I loved him 

and I knew that I had, I always did. 

It was the first moment of my life where I suddenly wanted everyone to know how much I adored them and cherished them in my life, but I couldn't speak. 

I was thousands of miles from my family and my husband was on a work trip so there I was alone in my apartment suddenly without a Grandpa. 

It changed who I am forever.

 I miss him everyday and wish he was here to experience everything with us.

I mostly wish he was here to meet Ethan when he comes, because I know he would have loved being a great grandpa. 

But I know that he is here, watching over us and taking care of us. 

My first real pregnancy craving was rootbeer, my Grandpas favorite drink. 

We even served it at his memorial service. 

I was so comforted by this thought and it made me smile when I was missing him. 

I love you Grandpa Jack- thank you for being the worlds best Grandpa. 

Because of you, I love the movies. 

Because of you, I love rootbeer. 

Because of you I love the Angels. 

Because of you, I know a lot more curse words. 

Because of you, I love delicious desserts and always will. 

You are missed and loved and will always be remembered.