I haven’t been blogging this past week because so much has gone on. My dad got back from his fourth trip to the hospital this summer (initially aortic valve replacement, then arrhythmia, then pneumonia, and most recently unknown infection). So because the infection is unknown my dad is on IV antibiotics twice a day for the next month. It’s pretty intense. Monday night my mom got a call from her sister saying their dad, my grandpa, passed away. While he’s been sick this past year the timing was a surprise. So my mom flew back to Pittsburgh, and I’m here with my dad. I wish I could go, and so does my dad, but with his current situation it’s impossible. I’m sad I didn’t go back to see my grandpa recently. He was a really amazing man. He served in WWII with the 101st Airborne Division, Easy Company. Steven Ambrose wrote a book Band of Brothers after them and Steven Spielberg turned it into the HBO miniseries. My grandma and grandpa raised five amazing children, and I am so grateful for his life. Looking at these pictures of him made me miss him even more.
It’s cute how I see my mom in him. My mom has been so strong through all of this. She’s been dealing with so much and then this happens. I admire her so much. Hopefully I can handle tough situations with maturity, strength and grace. Grandpa, I’ll miss you. We’ll all miss you. Make sure to look down on us. We need an angel on our side.
