A lot happens in 6 years.

Yesterday was the 6th anniversary of my Granddad’s passing. My dad’s dad.

Here is my Gran and Granddad a few years before his passing, celebrating a birthday!

In the scheme of life, 6 years doesn’t really sound like a long time. But it really is. A lot happens in 6 years, especially when those 6 years are since someone’s passing. It’s then you realise all the things you’ve achieved since you last saw that person.

For me, my life has drastically changed in the 6 years since I lost my Granddad:
– I started and completed my university degree. He didn’t even get to discover I got accepted into my course.
– I fought some of the biggest health battles of my life…and won, or at least, am winning! (there will always be ongoing things)
– I went beyond my provisional licence and got my unrestricted drivers licence
– I got my first car…he’d love my Mazda baby!
– I’ve worked in some company’s where I’ve learnt things he’d be interested in talking to me about.
– I’ve become true to who I really am and focusing on what I want from life, rather than what those around me want (or more to the point, don’t want) from my life.
– I’ve followed my passion for writing and started this blog
– I’ve met some amazing people that he’d love…because they mean so much to me.
– I’ve done 2 diplomas

Just over 6 years ago, just prior to his passing, I had just finished high school a few months before. I was still a teenager. These 6 years have been the fundamental years which have established the young adult I’m growing into. I’m his 2nd youngest granddaughter and he only ever knew the teenage me.

I consider myself very lucky that I had him in my life for 18 years, but everyday I think about who I am, and what I’m doing, and wonder what he’d be saying to me if he were here today. 6 years changes a lot…and it has changed me.

Grandy, 6 years later, you’re still in my thoughts and will always hold a place in my heart. I only hope I’m doing you proud. I think I am! I love you.