This morning as the thick fog blanketed Perth, it seemed fitting and significant on a day of sadness.
Last night, my brave Pop lost his battle with life and spread his wings on his journey to a better place.
Pop was an amazing man. Without a doubt, the most intelligent man I've ever known. His presence in a room was felt even when no words were spoken. During the past few years while his health deteriorated, never once did I hear him complain or be demanding in any way.
I am grateful that in the hours before his passing last night, I held his hand at the hospital and told him I loved him and I took handmade cards my girls had made for him. Miss 6 wrote "Get Well Soon Pop, I hope you are ok and you will still be with me". I shed a tear when I passed that card over, knowing chances were that in the very near future he would no longer be with us.
My grandmother should be proud of herself and the care and compassion she gave Pop looking after him every single day. Its not an easy feat but she succeeded in making sure he was comfortable in every way.
My Mum, who was with my Pop as he took his last breath, I know you have lost a big part of your life and I know you loved Pop and treated him with all the respect he deserved in life.
To all my cousins, who I love and adore, my thoughts are with you on this big loss to our family. I will always remember Pop telling us to "Get out of the galley" with fond memories and to Troy and Megan, our annual Carnarvon holidays will always hold a big place in my heart.
To Pop, I know I told you this last night, but I love you and you were always a kind grandfather to me.
Rest in peace now.
xxxxxx
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