We lost our "Grandpa" Johnny this past week. He wasn't our biological grandpa, but he was our grandpa in all the ways that really count. He was my sister's father-in-law.
When my dad died, Grandpa Johnny swooped in and took my daughter under his wing. He treated her (and my other three daughters who came along later) just like his own blood grandchildren. We have so many wonderful memories of him. He came to grandparents day at school every year when the girls were in grade school. He was with us for all the holidays. He took the girls for rides in his boat. He let them help him in his garden and on and on. My husband and I were with him when his wife, Grandma Wanda died. He was the best. Truly the best!
As I typed the title for this post, it made me think of a song. Do you remember Kermit the frog in one of the muppet movies singing a song about saying goodbye? It said---
Saying goodbye, why is it sad, when it makes us remember the good times we've had.
It is so true. I can't help but be sad, but I have wonderful memories to keep Grandpa Johnny close. I will always miss him, but I am so thankful that he was in all our lives. As I finish this post, I can't help but smile. He was that good!