A few weeks ago my Grandpa passed away and I wanted to post one of the last generation pictures I got with him. These were taken at our annual Christmas party a couple of years ago. I will miss him dearly and it makes me grateful for the Gospel and the knowledge that we will all be together forever someday. Me and my girls had the pleasure of sitting with his body the morning he died at the care center before the Mortuary came to take him away. We had an amazing experience. I was holding Bridgette and the moment we stood in the doorway she stared at him and pointed in front of him and said, "Jesus." Tears came to my eyes and we went to stand over him and she said again, "Jesus." A few seconds later she said, "Great Grandpa......Jesus." I have never been so humbled by my sweet daughter. I walked to my mom and asked if she had said anything to her before we came and she said she had not. I hadn't discussed anything with her either. I knew she could see far more than we could. I am so thankful for moments like these that bring our eternal purpose back into focus. 4 generations in this picture....Grandpa, my Dad, Me, and Bridgette.
These were some of things at his viewing.
My Grandpa LOVED to ride motorcycles and compete- it has been a family tradition since before I was even born. Some of my best memories growing up are riding motorcyles with my family. These are some of the medals he won.
Me and my brother Jake.
My dad and Bridgette.
My girls adore their daddy!
My girls and their cousin Spring.
Sweet Bridgette...
My dad and his siblings at the funeral.
Me and Soni with our Dad.
A few weeks ago my Grandpa passed away and I wanted to post one of the last generation pictures I got with him. These were taken at our annual Christmas party a couple of years ago. I will miss him dearly and it makes me grateful for the Gospel and the knowledge that we will all be together forever someday. Me and my girls had the pleasure of sitting with his body the morning he died at the care center before the Mortuary came to take him away. We had an amazing experience. I was holding Bridgette and the moment we stood in the doorway she stared at him and pointed in front of him and said, "Jesus." Tears came to my eyes and we went to stand over him and she said again, "Jesus." A few seconds later she said, "Great Grandpa......Jesus." I have never been so humbled by my sweet daughter. I walked to my mom and asked if she had said anything to her before we came and she said she had not. I hadn't discussed anything with her either. I knew she could see far more than we could. I am so thankful for moments like these that bring our eternal purpose back into focus. 4 generations in this picture....Grandpa, my Dad, Me, and Bridgette.
These were some of things at his viewing.
My Grandpa LOVED to ride motorcycles and compete- it has been a family tradition since before I was even born. Some of my best memories growing up are riding motorcyles with my family. These are some of the medals he won.
Me and my brother Jake.
My dad and Bridgette.
My girls adore their daddy!
My girls and their cousin Spring.
Sweet Bridgette...
My dad and his siblings at the funeral.
Me and Soni with our Dad.
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