My Grandpa...

Grandpa Bruce. My sweet Grandpa Bruce has gone home to be with the Lord today. And with a tears streaming I write. Writing about him will help me. May it be a blessing to you as well. My most favorite memory of my Grandpa is back from when I was 5. I spent a lot of time at his house when I was that age because we lived in the same apartment complex. He always said, "Hi Talia! {with a huge denture smile} whatcha doin?" To which I would always reply, "Nothin." To which he would always reply, "Nutin honey?" I thought he was the greatest. It always made me smile. So one day, as usual, I went over to Grandpas house. and asked for some werthers candy. We had our same conversation. Only today Grandpa had something else to tell me. I sat on his lap sucking on my candy as Grandpa explained to me that I was an angel. Ha! I laughed. He didn't. He just smiled. He wasn't joking! Was I really an angel? He told me to feel my back, so I did and sure enough they they were...my budding wings! I was an angel, I truly was! I had wings growing out of my back! I could feel them. But just to make sure it was really truly angel wings growing, I had to pass a test. He very seriously looked at me and asked, "Can you wiggle your ears?" Huh?! That was a strange question. But I tried it, and sure enough!! My ears wiggled! That settled it. He said only angels can wiggle their ears. So it was true, I was an angel! And he never let me forget that. Even now that I am 27 years old, I am still pretty convinced. The last time I got to see him, was on Christmas Eve. And he told me again, "You're an angel, I love you." I will miss my Grandpa so, so very much. But I know he is up in heaven praising Jesus, and laughing with the angels. Heck, he's probably doing cartwheels! I look forward to the day, when God calls me home, and I get to see my Grandpa again! I know I am going to heaven when I die. Do you? I will never forget his great sense of humor. Or his smile. Or hand feeding the raccoons with him. Or how he always drank his milk with ice. Or his great big bear hugs. Or him crawling around on the ground at his old apartment {his dentures securely in a cup next to his chair} chattering his gums at us, while snorting and growling! I will never forget how much he loved me, or how much I will always love him! I will never forget my Grandpa Bruce!