I do not have much time, I am in between classes right now and have like 10 minutes, but wanted to thank everyone for the kind words on my last entry. We are back in town from James' grandpas funeral. It was a very sad time, one which we spent a lot of time with his family. I certainly miss his grandpa, I always enjoyed going to visit his grandparents. Him and his wife already treated me like a granddaughter, something that meant a lot to me since my grandparents are all gone. They made the memorial personalized for him. They played Take Me Out to The Ballgame because his favorite past time was watching his grandkids in their baseball games, and was a huge Cardinals fan. Everyone at the funeral sang with it. The last thing he did before he died was attend James' half-brothers baseball game and cheer him on. Then, his wife and him went to their favorite diner and ate. He passed away suddenly when they got home. He said he did not feel good, sat down, she went into the kitchen to put stuff away I believe, came back and he was gone. It was peaceful and painless, so that makes it a little easier. He had Parkinson's and was not doing so well. He still will be missed greatly. I have to say, he was a wonderful man. I am blessed to have known him for the time I have. I am also blessed to know his wife, and James' other grandparents. I am convinced they are some of the greatest people I have met.

The real shocker is that this grandpa was no blood relation to James. He was his step-moms step-dad. Yea, imagine that. However, his step-mom thought of him as her father, and gets upset when you mention that he isn't. He treated James and his siblings as his own grandkids, and for the longest time, I thought they were his grandparents. They treated them all as equals.

I have to go, but I would like to talk more about this. There was so much that went on that I believe is worth mentioning. I am so glad that I was able to attend. His grandpa was a wonderful man.