I’m currently writing this blog at home. I will be spending the weekend here in TN but I’ll be back at AIM on Sunday. Here’s why.

At the beginning of this week, I received a phone call that my grandfather had gone to Heaven. He battled cancer for the last month and a half of his life and it was super hard to see him in so much pain. But before I get ahead of myself, I want to dedicate this blog post as a letter to him. 

Dear Grandpa,

My heart is heavy writing this to you. I feel super humbled when I think of how proud you were when I told you that I’d be traveling for nine months doing missions. I remember you would tell me all you knew about the countries I’d be going to, which was a lot because you loved to learn and you did a lot of traveling yourself. I always think of you when I find a new trail or river to explore because those were your favorite places to be. I miss how you would tell us stories from the airforce and how reckless you were then and how you would get in trouble for flying the planes when you weren’t supposed to. I miss the stories you’d tell us about when you were a boy on the farm and how you grew up. The thing I loved most about you is your quiet but firm leadership and how you respected  everyone around you. You taught me to set my standards high for how a real man should live and act. I’m sad that you’re not here but rejoicing that you aren’t in any more pain and that you are reunited with your son who went Home six years before you did. You raised him so well and you and him were so close. It brings me comfort that you are in the presence of our Savior and you get to rest in His love for all eternity. I hope you know how much I love you and how much I cant wait to see you again. I miss you so very much. 

Love,

Hannah