When it comes to this subject I ALWAYS remember what my grandfather told me when I last saw him. He was in the hospital, dying from cancer. I was with him for the last time 4 months before he passed away. As I sat there talking to him, we discussed all the great times we shared together. Fishing and hunting trips, family reunions and the BBQ's that we had together, the trips he and my grandmom made down to Oklahoma to visit us in the summer time.
He wouldn't talk about his illness, only the fun times we had together. When it was time for me to leave and head back home, I went to say goodbye because I knew it would be the last time I would ever see him alive. He stopped me before I could say anything and told me,
"Don't say goodbye to me son. I may be dying, but you have to believe that we'll see each other again in the future. Don't cry for me when I'm gone. I don't want to think that everyone I know is going to miss me that much. Celebrate my life, have a party, and remember me from all the fun times we had together. THAT was my life, not this laying in bed dying from cancer. This is just the end of my time here, you go on and be happy with your life and look me up when you get to heaven because I'll be waiting there for you. We'll go fishing again."
I always admired my grandpa up to that point but those words he told me the last time I saw him have stuck with me since. He was a simple man from a small town in South Dakota, but he was also wise beyond his years. He lived his life with no regrets and was an honorable man.
I have tried to live up to those words he spoke to me the last time I saw him and I'll never forget them. I miss my grandpa from time to time but I always know he's in a better place and that one day we'll be together again sitting in a boat, lines in the water, fishing for that monster walleye that we'll never forget when we get it in the boat.
The hurt of the loss is bad, but if you fail to remember the good times you had together than the death is meaningless. You have to focus on all the good things, toss down a drink in their memory every now and then, and most of all you have to know that one day you'll be together again, picking up where you left off in this life, for more fun and adventure.
Or as my granfather would have said it, If your not screaming over the finish line, sideways, throttle wide open, yelling man what a ride, your not living life.
Lyle Bue, WWII Veteran, P-40 crew chief, American Volunter Group / 14th Air Force, China. Husband for over 50 years, father to 12 children, grandfather to over 30 grandchildren and MOST of all one of my all time HERO's.
Paddy, keep your chin up buddy. It's tough to loose loved ones but celebrate their lives by living as you think they would want you too. Don't give into the hurt and pain. Talk about them and laugh remembering the fun times. That's what they would want.