I've struggled with how to share this so I'm going to keep this short, but I recently lost my grandfather - my Popoo.
My Popoo was an incredibly special man. He was a 93 year old proud veteran of WWII. He was an educator, a scout master, and a lover of people. He was a role model to all who knew him. I miss him terribly.
Dealing with loss while preparing for new life is tricky. It's emotional. I've spent a lot of time thinking about legacy, the circle of life, and what lessons we pass on to our children. It's been difficult to happily prepare for my new baby in my grief, but something that I've realized recently is that the root of all my emotions right now is LOVE. Love for my family, past and future . That's what I'm holding on to.
I know this is a difficult topic, so thank you for letting me vulnerable with you all ❤️
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