The greatest of men.

I have been blessed with only the greatest of men in my life. My grandpas were two of the most amazing men i have ever met. Thirteen years ago we lost one of the greatest of men. My grandpa Brown died when i was four years old. I dont remember very much about him but i do remember how much he loved me and the rest of my family. I remember the feeling i would get as we would pull into my grandparents drive way each time we visited. I remeber sitting on his lap reading books. I remember how he smelled. I remeber how it felt when he hugged me. I remember how much i loved getting to see my grandpa brown. I miss him so much and wish i would have been able to make more memories with him. I wish we would have more time. Thirteen years ago my grandpa had a stoke on his way out of the grocery store and a few days later my grandma had to make the hardest decision of her life. He was on life support and the doctors didnt think there was any chance he would ever be taken off it. New years will never be the same. I love you grandpa. Thanks for being my gardian angel. I have four of the best watching out for me everyday. Grandma and Grandpa Brown, Grandma and Grandpa Larsen. You are all missed by many. Gone but never forgotten. Experiancing these losses has brought me to realize that life is short. Hold on to the ones you love. Never forget whats truely important and embrase every day. Every day is a new day, a gift, another chance. Forgive, apologize when needed, and love always. Always tell the ones you love that you love them and live life to the fullest. <3