Death and funerals

I don't handle death and funerals very well. Shocking, I know, since most people would probably say the same thing. But that is what was on my plate this week. After a battle with cancer, my Grandpa Grage passed away on Sunday, March 28, which happened to be Palm Sunday this year. The week where we prepare to celebrate Christ's death and resurrection, which is an amazing and wonderful thing (which is very much an understatement), is filled with pain and grieving this year. My heart hurts and hurts worse to see my family hurt.

Today we laid Grandpa to rest. And while I believe he is in a far better place at home with our Lord, it still hurts here. I feel like I've cried for far too much of the week, but I know that's how I handle it. And it will get better, this I know. We love him, and we will miss him. And I hope to grow up to be like him...always helping others and smiling until the end of his life here.