Requisence In Pace. In Memory.

My grandfather died last November. I was there the night he died. It was 3 a.m. when my grandma woke me up to go upstairs to see him as he was starting to die. By the time I was standing by his side, he had already drawn his last breath and had left this life. although i can't remember the exact date, I remember pulling over to see if my dad was okay. If I hadn't pulled over I would never have known until the next morning. the reason for my lateness on this post was because I had not thought about it much. After my grandfather was laid to rest, my uncle had given my father a recording that my grandfather had left to his posterity and siblings. It spoke of what was to come and what decisions we should be prepared to make.
I love you grandfather, Mi Abuolito, Mi familia. I am glad to be named after you.