... to come here for prayers, or a chance to say goodbye. My Grampy, my favorite man in the world has passed on unexpectedly today. My mother called this morning he was in the hospital and within a couple of hours is passed on in his sleep. I lost all my other grandparents while I was much younger, and I was always the most fond of my grandfather. He was the strong man's man... I respected any opinion he had above anyone else's. He meant so much to me that I asked him if he would preside over my husband and my wedding in 2004. That meant more then words could say. Anyways, I've been sick so I've been dragging very slowly today and praying all I could.... but now, I am just sad. My mother is flying down with my uncle tomorrow, but I can't leave because we're broke of course, and I'm the only one bringing in any money at all so it would be thoughtless to the rest of my family if I went. I just wish I could have said good-bye, and I love you! ............................... Edited because I can't spell worth dooky!