So I actually can’t believe that a year ago today Darrell & I were in New Orleans awaiting our cruise to Mexico, when at night I got the worst call of my life. My grandpa Pete, age 93, had passed away. That news in itself was horrible news, but knowing that I hadn’t seen him since he was here for my wedding made it that much worse. And then as if things couldn’t get any worse, due to circumstances beyong my control, not only was I not able to return to Iowa to say farewell at his wake/funeral but neither was my dad. It seems like just yesterday this happened, but it’s actually be a whole year. I still feel very sad and just hope that someday I will get to see him again! Here are 2 pictures in tribute to my Grandpa Pete! I miss you and love you grandpa!
