Pawpaw is home! I know this is a sad time, but I can't help feeling so joyful for Pawpaw. I just know he is up there hootin and hollerin and eating as many yummy grits as he can handle. If his stomach was small before, it is swelling up now- only this time with love from all of us. I miss my Pawpaw already. I wish I could have seen him more these past few years...but I am so glad I have so many memories of him that I can carry with me wherever I go. I love that when I chew Juicy Fruit or drink a Pepsi, I am reminded of Pawpaw. I love that when I am driving and I put my hand up on the ceiling I think "Hey, I'm driving just like my pawpaw". I love that nobody can yell like he can, or slap like he can. I love that without Pawpaws financial support, I wouldn't have gone off to college and met my wonderful husband. I love that when I hear an electric razor, I see Pawpaw in my head, walking around in his blue pants, black socks, and white wife beater shaving his face. I love his little sigh that sounded like "Hooohooohoo" after he had a good laugh. I love that I do the same thing when I laugh. I love my Pawpaw!!!!!!!!!