Saturday, February 25, 2023
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Q: What 3 words best describe Harold and why?
A: Word #1) “Reserved”. I choose this word for one reason. Grandpa did not like the ill-will from talking poorly of others. He was a strong believer of the following philosophy, “only ever look into your neighbors bowl to see if they have enough to eat. So you may share if they do not. Never to see if they have more than you.”
Word #2) “Stoic”. Grandpa was never one to show feelings that could upset others. He let the feelings pass as he stood stoically, with his head held high, and no one would be the wiser. I have always seen that character trait in him. He had many many high quality traits that you just do not see nowadays or in such abundance. What a blessing unto us. I am so grateful that Grandpa showed me how to be such a strong, resilient, polite, etc. person. He wanted us kids to be able to stand on our own two feet and make our family members proud. If ever there was a perfect example for seeing it done, it was through Grandpa.
Word #3) “Persistent”. We all know this to be true. The man would work through a hurricane during a tsunami. He cut off his finger, & went back to work. His family farm had to be sold, & he kept on living. He had a terrible disease with no cure, he worked until his breaths were too shallow to allow him to stand for such a period of time.
Grandpa was a person the likes of which we will never see again. He was truly one of a kind. These things are always said at funerals.. but he was so special to all of us. He shared no matter how little he actually had, & he shared when he had an abundance of something. He charged more-than-fair prices for his labor. He went out of his way to make sure folks did not have to go without. He was always there for everybody. I pray the space left by Grandpa’s passing does not ever close. For I want to feel the hole where my Grandpa once lived and protected me. It is a constant reminder that I must do for myself, I must endure, and I must be kind to all who cross my path. I’m not always the people-iest person. But for you, Grandpa, I will do my darndest!
I love you so much Grandpa. I miss you. I’m so sorry that it was time for you to go. You had so much life left in you.. if not for those lousy lungs holding you down. We all watched as the disease spread so gradually. But it also feels so sudden. I’m not sure what I feel. I just know I miss you. I hope you’re in the most wonderful place imaginable, unimaginable even…, that you’re not in pain anymore. I hope that you can take the most precious, refreshing breaths of pure air whenever you want. I hope that you can spread your angelic wings and soar through the very air that escaped you those last few weeks here with us..
Grandpa… I wish it was just pneumonia too. The surgery didn’t work.. I know. I hope that you understood what I said to you through all of the medication that you were fighting to stay conscientious. There’s a bonus word..
Happy Vibes & Well Wishes to all of our Friends and Family.
Love,
Ashmo
