I spent this weekend doing one of the things I love most in the world, spending it at the coast. Every time I feel my feet sink into the sand, the misty air upon my face and can just marvel at the ocean it's always better than the last. So we spent my last day of 32 just like that - in my happy place with my favorite people.
The only surviving sibling (of ten!) left in his big Italian family he passed in the early morning hours of the 21st at the age of 94. Even though many miles separated us he always made his grandchildren feel special, important and loved. He has 8 great-grandchildren and Presley was his only great-granddaughter and that always felt really special to me. I wish we had lived closer to one another so he could have met her. I know that so much of my mom's good naturedness comes from this man and for that I am so grateful. He will be very missed.
Rest in Peace Grandpa. We love you.
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