Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Today is my granddad's 3rd death anniversary.I went to visit his grave with my family today.
I don't know if other families act the same way,
but for some reason,
we never really
cry.
Well we did, the first few times we visited him in the first year,
but then we kinda got over it because we knew,
he's in heaven without his wheelchair!
Well..
I never really knew my grandfather,
basically because he had multiple
strokes,
which led him to being unable to talk.. much.
We couldn't take him to many places too,
because of the strokes, he was bound to a wheelchair.
And I really
regret, actually,
not spending more time with him,
learning from him and just talking to him.
He must have been so bored..I don't know much about him,
I
know that he was strict, really really strict.
That he would box my uncles and aunts' ears,
if they were rude or something.
So they grew up with the
right values, so I guess that's okay.
I
know that after he came to Christ,
he became a
great man of faith,
and a
prayer warrior.
Actually.. I think none of us alive today,
in my family, can compare to him in terms of,
faith,
prayer and
willpower.
He went to God first thing,
when he sighted any trouble.
He clung to God,
through his strokes and just believed.
It was all..
"
No buts, nuff said, just believe."
I wish I had that.
I miss him.
