Tuesday, February 15, 2011

It's been a month...

since I have updated. I suck.
We've been through some tough crap lately.

I lost one of my favorite people. He was there the day I was born. He taught me to ride a bike. He took me to every park in the San Mateo Area. He taught me to drive. He let me drive his beloved truck. He made beef jerkey for everyone every year but I always got extra. He had a pseudo road sign in his garage that said, "Ashley Place." He was at every one of my graduations. He traveled to my wedding. He walked me down the aisle. He was there the day that Karter was born.

He's my Papa. There will never be a day that goes by that I won't miss him, think of him, or just simply wish he was here.

This year he played Santa for a Photo Fundraiser that I did. He was amazing. He kept saying that he couldn't wait to come back next year to do it again. He was so proud when we won first place for our float. He was do proud that we raised over $100. He loved having the kids tell him what they wanted for Christmas. He loved the attention. He made the best damn Santa I had ever seen. He towered at 6'10''.



This girl was amazed at his height. She wanted her Santa Picture with him standing. So cute.



Four Generations with Santa Papa.
My Grandma is sitting next to him and my mom is holding Karter.



Papa loved Charley. He would always tell me he was going to steal her and bring her home with him.

Mostly, I am going to miss my number one fan. His kisses on the head. His giant bear hugs. He always told me, "you're the prettiest granddaughter I could ever have" or "you're beautee-ful." He believed in me no matter what. Whatever my crazy idea, he said, "what can I do to help?" It is just so sad.

And lastly, I am sad that Karter will never know him. He loved her more than I ever could have imagined. He had so many fun plans for her. He couldn't wait for her to recognize him - which she will, in pictures, but she will. He would have been the best damn Great Papa around. And Karter doesn't really have another grandpa, my dad isn't going to come to any of her birthdays and Timm's dad, well that is a whole other post. He was going to be her best grandpa.
We're going to have a Celebration of Life on May 1st. No service, he would want booze, blues, and a good time. So that's what we're doing. And on his birthday we are going to take a boat out and spread his ashes in Point Arena. He loved it there. He had so many good stories from there.

3 comments:

Ashley said...

I seriously cried when I read this Ashley. The words you wrote are exactly the was I felt/ feel about my popo. It has been almost 10 years and still not a day goes by that I don't think of him and wish with everything he was still here. thanks so much for sharing what a special man your papa really was. ((hug))

Natalia Simmons said...

I am so sorry for your loss. I lost a close cousin this summer and there is nothing like it. It is such a wonderful blessing that he was in your life.

Kimberly said...

Oh Ashley :( I bawled reading this. I am so sorry for your loss, but so happy for you to have such an amazing person in your life. Karter will know him through your memories, photos and stories. (((hugs)))