A heavy heart

My heart has been heavy ever since last week. I received a text from my dad saying that my beloved P.Pop {my mom’s dad} had a stroke and was in the hospital. Since that morning, I’ve had a layer of fog in my brain and a heavy, weighted heart.

There have been many days filled with tears, memories, light laughter, and sweet thoughts about family and P.Pop. He loved so well, and lived purposefully. Our family is big- eight aunts and uncles, 14 grandchildren, and Jude makes one great-grandchild. We love each other, get in each others way, live in close quarters, vacation together, and have a bond unlike any other. And I believe this tightness of family stemmed from P.Pop, and my grandmother, our beloved Edau.

Edau & P.Pop

Edau & P.Pop

He loved Jesus. This was evident throughout his entire life. P.Pop loved to share Jesus’ story with family, friends, my friends, neighbors, people he passed on the street- anyone! And he was always prepared to do so. I really admire that about him.

He loved Edau. His relationship with his wife was a great example of love for our entire family. They served each other, built each other up, encouraged one another and others, and it was lovely to see this grand example of love.

He loved his kids. Hearing my mom and her siblings talk about things that P.Pop did for them growing up makes my heart swell. He was their protector and leader and loved them deeply.

He loved his grandkids- all 14 of us! He remembered our birthdays, he spoiled us, he made our childhood magical, like most grandparents do. Even when we would all get together, I can distinctly remember that somehow he would find the time to sit down with each of us throughout our visit and really check in with how we were doing. He would ask meaningful questions and then just listen to what we had to say.

P.Pop sitting in the middle of all his grandkids this past summer on beach vacation.

P.Pop sitting in the middle of all his grandkids this past summer on beach vacation.

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P.Pop peacefully passed away late on a Thursday night. He was surrounded by his children and wasn’t in any pain. I am comforted knowing he is with Edau now, happier than ever to be reunited with his love, in Heaven, healed and whole. While we are all saddened and hurting down here, we are also comforted in the fact that he will live for eternity with Jesus.

Four generations- P.Pop, my mom, me, and Jude

Four generations- P.Pop, my mom, me, and Jude

We are all hurting and missing him dearly. I don’t think we will ever get together again as a family without thinking, “P.Pop would love this.” or “I wish P.Pop could see us now!”. We will never stop talking about his love for others and for us. We will never stop telling stories about his life. We love you P.Pop and will miss you dearly.

P.Pop meeting Jude for the first time, Christmas 2014

P.Pop meeting Jude for the first time, Christmas 2014

4 Comments

  1. Eva Tsang

    I am soooo sorry, Tina!
    Love all the pictures… Precious is the one of Jude with him!
    And the ‘4 generations’ is priceless!
    Asking The Lord to make all the sweet delightful memories of him keep flooding your heart and mind amidst the tears!!
    Love you!

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