Yep, he lived a long (74 years old) and great life despite his severe medical conditions. I've come to realize that death should be a time of happiness, rather than mourning. Cried for a few minutes but the rest of the day I kept myself reminded of all the happy and good times with him; that's all that matters. Now, he's up in Heaven, relaxing, and free from his suffering.
And too add, he was a Catholic, extreme lover of science (especially astronomy), extremely intelligent on just about every topic there is, and was a very computer-savy. He was just a well-rounded individual for his age
Anybody else experience a loss recently?
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Edited by WickedNavajo: 5/20/2014 3:26:08 AMMy grandpa on my dad's side died seven years ago, and he was such an awesome person that it indirectly led to a lot of other blights and misfortunes on our family, such as my parents' divorce near the end of that year. It's funny, because technically he died twice; the "first time" after his first heart attack, which prompted the residing doctor(s) to furiously apply a defibrillator and he came back, and the second time years later when he truly flew off to Heaven. I hope to someday be as awesome as he was. And as for you, OP, stay strong. Because from my experience the pain doesn't go away completely, and it can be easy to mess things up in life when you're grieving. Good luck to you.