Take our love into paradise.

I'm writing from the winter-wonderland that is Canada and it's been a crazy past 2 weeks. I'm a little sad to be leaving Saturday, especially after all the events from the past couple of weeks. I got into town on December 15th and my Grandpa passed away, somewhat UNexpectantly on December 20th. Ever since it's been so crazy.. It's been amazing to see the family but I feel like I'm in such a strange place. It's hard to find the motivation to see my friends from Calgary when I know there is so much going on with the family. It's been hard. I feel like I've been in a horrible friend but I'm physically so exhausted from all of this. I just hope they understand. It shouldn't be as hard as it is but it is. I'm so lucky to have spent some time with my Grandpa a few days before he died. And he went so peacefully in his sleep... exactly how he would have wanted to go. The funeral was beautiful with at least 300 people attending and 15 priests. Both he and my Grandma touched a lot of lives. I'm really going to miss him. I was also fortunate to be the only one in the family (next to my Grandma when they first got married) to hear "his story" -- especially about the war. He never talked about it to any of his 9 kids or 30 some grandkids but last summer he sat me down and asked me to listen and write a book about his life. I just hope I do his story justice.