My Grandad passed away this morning. I was in complete shock when my Mom phoned me to tell me this. My heart dropped and tears rolled down my cheeks.
My Grandad was a good man. A grumpy man sometimes, who got grumpier as he aged. But he was the best Grandad. My heart's broken right now.
He shared his love of music with me, introduced me to frozen grapes and cream cheese on crackers (which I still eat thanks to him), gave me a fishing rod as an adult after going fishing with him when I was a child (though, I did more colouring than fishing then).
He always asked me about how I was doing, what I was doing, and how my hobbies were. He cared and made a point of connecting with all his grandchildren.
I'm going to miss him.