Saturday, February 23, 2013
20 Years Ago Today
I remember where I was 20 years ago today, when we got the phone call that my grandpa had passed away.
My mom and I were at my grade 7 winter retreat at Red Rock. It was a beautiful winter weekend. While I was outside playing with my friends, one of my teachers approached me and said my mom needed to talk to me.
Right then I knew.
I felt it in my heart -- and cried.
I remember my Dad driving to Red Rock to pick us up, and I remember lying in the back seat the whole ride home -- remembering.
The first memory I have of my Grandpa is when I was about 3 or 4. I remember waking up from a nap, walking into our living room and seeing my Grandpa there. He smiled when he saw me.
A lot of my memories of my Grandpa included Hockey Night in Canada.
I remember sitting at his feet in their living room, listening to Hockey Night in Canada on the radio.
I remember the theme song.
I remember him explaining what "off side" and "penalty" meant.
I remember when he had his leg amputated.
I remember my Grandma changing the dressings with me in the room.
I remember how he never let having only 1 full leg slow him down.
I remember rides on his scooters to and from the park.
I remember his smile.
I remember his love for God, his Bible ever present.
Grandpa, I love you and miss you.
There are SO many things I want to share with you now.
I've told my kids about you and they would have called you Opa.