Audley’s much loved “Pop” passed away peacefully in his sleep early Saturday morning, surrounded with love. Last November he was given 3-4 months to live, and Pop was determined to fight. Let me tell you, he taught us all about a good fight!
We had a lovely family dinner (Celebrating Canadian Thanksgiving/Columbus day) on Monday of last week, Samantha took him to the bank on Tuesday, MacKenzie carried him a fresh jug of apple cider on Wednesday, Madeline had ice cream with him ever afternoon last week, Thursday my Bradley was playing Jeopardy with him and Friday I spent the day with my mother-in-law, Samantha, & “Granny”, trying to keep him comfortable.
He said that he was climbing a mountain.
Well, Pop got over that mountain, and after 11 months of fighting, Pop just couldn’t anymore. Audley said it best, “Pop had a 3:30 am tee time in heaven.”
As I am watching my husband struggle over the right words to say at his funeral today, I think back to one of the doctor’s visits that I carried him to over the summer……
While in the waiting room, he and another lady were discussing a cooking segment that had been on the Today show. Pop looked at her, while patting my hand and said, “Well, my grand-daughter here is a real chef (which brought quite a bit of laughter from me!) and she can cook anything! It all tastes so good!”
That was Pop. In 16 1/2 years of marriage with Audley, he has NEVER one time referred to me as an “in-law”. I was just always his grand-daughter.
Pop wasn’t Audley’s biological grandfather either, but he was a natural-born Grandfather. He loved and supported like no one else could ever imagine and I thank God for every moment with him.