Thanks so much again you lot. It means so much.
Mum rang me today to tell me that she went to see Grandad and he looked so peaceful as if the last 20 years of stress had gone from his face, I was worried when she said she was going to see him in case it wasn't pleasent for her, but I'm glad she did now. I think I'd have found it to upsetting.
You know what I miss the most? All the times he used to sit me down from when I was around 10 to talk about all the life changing things, the solar system, how we got here, where we're going, God, space travel, all the funny quirks of people, what "made" us tick, just about every topic you could think of, we'd do right up until I had my last "real" conversation with him this past summer on the phone. We talked again about the Truth and again he argued with me, right at the end after all his protestations to the contrary, he said to me "You keep on in the way you believe Cock, you're not far out really, I just like to argue with you to keep your mind sharp........ and don't let anyone tell you different."
And that was my Grandad. A wise old sod. And at the same time a funny old bugger. I'm 33 now, and will never forget the times sitting opposite him at the kitchen table, cup of tea in hand, thrashing out all the worlds problems. His last words the week before he died was "Don't worry about me you silly buggers, I'm going somewhere better when I do go" He's gone. And I hope He has gone somewhere remembered, farther than just my memory and his legacy. God I miss you Grandad. I want badly another round with you.
You made it Grandad. I love you.