I found out this afternoon that my last living grandfather passed away. He actually passed away about 2 months ago, but he was living in Puerto Rico, and we don't have much contact with the family still living there.
I am so sad. My heart just hurts. Meeting my grandfather was on my "short list" of things to do. My mother and I were planning a trip to Puerto Rico for my 30th birthday next year. I was so looking forward to meeting him; now I'll never know this man that my mom describes as "so funny" and "a wonderful father."
I had originally planned to post pictures from the Grand Canyon. I just can't get past this news today. I felt it was important to pay homage to this man who changed my life (without him I wouldn't be here), yet whom I never had the privilege to meet.
I called my Mom back tonight to talk and cry some more. I also made myself a rum and coke that I drank in his honor. (Hey, we're Puerto Rican, it's what we do!) Will you have a drink with me, and toast his legacy?