I received a call Friday morning, letting me know that things were starting to move more rapidly than the previous week; so, I hurried over to spend my time with him and the family. When I walked in the room, there was no denying that he would be leaving us very soon. We all prepared ourselves that it would be sometime this weekend. My grandmother, who is battling the advanced stages of Alzheimers, has made a few comments about "that man" is going to die, but, not realizing that "that man" is her husband of 59 years. That is probably the most hardest part of this whole process.
After I picked up Tyler from school, I took him back over there so that he could say his goodbyes.....and all he could get out was an "I love you grandpa" before running out of the room scared. For that reason, he will not be attending the funeral with us today. I want him to remember Grandpa in his finer days, teaching Tyler how to play the harmonica and such.
Saturday morning at 9 am, as we were getting ready for a wedding, I got the call and broke down in tears. My mom told me that she watched him take his last breath at 12:24 am. It reminded me of walking into my Pawpaw George's bedroom ten years ago and finding that he had passed away. All the emotions came flooding back and the day became a day of bittersweet memories....
Rest in Peace Sidney Brand
1930-2011

