Hero

There was a status update that was going around on Facebook the other day. One of the questions that was asked was who your hero was. I always remember being asked this when I was a kid. I can't remember what my answer was then but I know that my answer in my adult life is my Grandpa Lee.
He was an amazing man. He always helped anyone that needed it. I remember taking walks with him to get the mail, to go and visit Helen and Cliff and Aunt Mick. We would take rides in the truck through the back roads. I liked to sit in the back and roll around. He always gave the best hugs. There are a lot of memories of him that have faded over the years. That makes me really sad. I didn't realize how nieve I was though. I didn't know that he smoked my whole life. I remember that he would just go outside to the garage. I don't know what I thought he was doing but I never thought twice about it. He always had a scent about him and I will never forget that. It will forever be ingrained in my mind (and my nose ha ha).
I remember the last time I saw him. I was living in Salt Lake and I was able to get away for a day when they were in Logan. I don't know if they were on their way to California but I knew that they were heading there for the winter. When I walked in the house, he asked if I lost weight. Lol. We had known at that point that he had cancer. He looked as though he had aged several years in just a matter of months. I remember trying so hard to keep my composure. I knew I had to be strong. The second I walked out the door I broke down. I knew that was going to be the last time I saw him.
I have been so blessed to have such a great person in my life. I will never forget the things he taught me. I will never forget him. I love you Grandpa.