Even when time passes I still really miss these two wonderful men. Grandad Bill - we lost him in 2016 to cancer 6 months before my wedding day. Grandad Bill was very much like a second father to me. I spent a lot of time with him growing up so my mum and dad could work. He was funny and kind, you’d never hear him swear or shout. He was a mechanic and loved his cars and was the person we would all go to when we passed our driving test to get our first car. He was always great at helping when we broke down. He’d grown up with Victorian ideals so didn’t say much of the “gushy stuff” but we all knew that he loved us. I remember when he was sick and we were talking one of the last times I saw him as I said goodbye I actually got “I love you chick” Grandad George - we lost him in 2019 when my eldest son was only 8 weeks old. He was a gentle soul very romantic he was always a one woman man and instilled that family was the most important thing of all. I was so glad that he managed to meet my eldest son he was so happy when he found out he was finally getting a great grandchild from me because he knew he’d be able to see them often. His death was sudden and he’d passed away in holiday due to undetected issues with his heart. He was a warrior he’d beaten cancer 5 times and he always went out of his way to help others. Time may have passed, since I’ve even lost my mum but that hasn’t taken away the grief of losing them. If any thing it’s made me think of them even more. I only hope that I can teach my children to be even half the men my grandads were, if I achieve that I know I’ve done well as a mother.

Posted by Eleanor at 2022-05-06 07:26:58 UTC