Photo by Elizabeth LaDuca
My family has a tradition. Every Christmas when we decorate the tree, we each have a silver jingle bell ornament that opens and we write down what our wish is for the coming year on a little slip of paper and put it inside. Then we open it up the next year to see if it came true. While I wasn’t able to spend Christmas with my family this year, they texted me a picture of the slip of paper from my wish last year. My wish was for everyone I love to be at my wedding, including my Grandpa Dave whose health had been deteriorating for awhile.
My wish came true. My wedding was the best day of my life and it was so amazing to have my Grandpa be there for the celebration – especially since he was the main reason I was able to have my wedding at the location – a location with so many fun family memories. He is the reason that my family comes to the cape every summer and why I get to see my aunts, uncles and cousins every year despite the fact that we live all over the country. Ultimately, he made the cape a place I call home.
Yesterday morning my Grandpa Dave passed away. I know that he is at peace now and no longer struggling. He lived a full life filled with love, laughter, friends and more family than he originally bargained for (my immediate family will know what that means, but that is a far more complicated story that I won’t get in to). Every time I head to Cape Cod, I’ll think about him and every cocktail hour at 5 on the deck, I’ll cheers to him. I know he’ll be there too somehow or someway.
So here’s to Grandpa Dave, who probably never really fully understood this whole blogging thing, but supported me just the same. Love and miss you always.