My grandpa died last weekend. I flew to Florida to be with my family and attend his memorial and burial. There was a lot of emotion and a lot of "remember the time when Grandpa.....". It was in all accounts a great weekend. My grandpa was 91 when he died. As his health deteriorated, I could tell he was ready to go. I'm happy for you Grandpa, you were a great guy and I cherish all my memories of you. I'll see you soon.
My heart is filled with songs of forever
A city that endures, where all is made new
I know I don't belong here
I'll never call this place my home
I'm just passing through
My heart is filled with songs of forever
A city that endures, where all is made new
I know I don't belong here
I'll never call this place my home
I'm just passing through
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