Goodbye Grandpa

Sometimes, life just isn't fair. It feels better to borrow a common phrase in our house even though it's a very childish phrase. It just stinks to have to say goodbye, even though I know it's a part of life. Grandpa, we will miss you. I'm glad you got to know your great-grandkids (and your "Zachary") and that we were able to spend a good two years with you here in Virginia. Thanks for allowing your house to be their playground and not a museum and for enduring all of their Hannah Montana shows. We'll miss cookies and milk tradition before heading home every time we went to see you guys. But most of all, we'll miss all of the talks that those cookies brought. We love you.