Grandad, to see that I'm even typing this is extremely surreal. You were there not long ago, and now you're not. It breaks my heart knowing I'm never going to see you again, but the memories I have of/with you are suffice enough for me to keep beating on. I'll never forget about you moaning about the smallest of things, you looking extremely dapper in your suits and worrying about Grandma non-stop. But most importantly, you were caring about all of us and always asked about how our days went. I still remember the day the fire alarm went off, I fixed it for ya and you thought it was Fabian who did it, gets me laughing still every time. I'm happy knowing you got to try some of my recipes before you left too. I love you Grandad, and I'm sure gunna miss you.