On Thursday my Papa passed away without hardly any warning. One moment he was in the hospital recovering from pneumonia and then the next moment I got a phone call saying that his time was limited and the leukemia was taking over. At that moment I had wished that I had made it to his and Judi's wedding just days before. So we hopped on a plane and made it in time to spend a couple hours with him. It's hard to say goodbye to a loved one, but especially hard when we lost Grandma Betty less than 2 years ago, and especially heartbreaking that Papa and Judi had only just begun their married life together. He cared for and loved her deeply, I could tell from our phone conversations and the way he looked at her.
I am so thankful out of all of this that Papa got to meet Adrian. I only wish that it wasn't under those circumstances. I wish that he had more time on this earth, but I find peace in the fact that he is no longer suffering and him and grandma are watching over us.
We love you Papa Boots. You will be missed terribly.
