death sucks.

My grandpa passed away last night.

There's so much I want to say, and yet I don't feel like saying anything.

His death has affected me much more than I ever imagined that it would.

This morning, I just kept wishing that I could have told him once more how much I love him.

As I was thinking this, I felt a strong impression: "He knows."

And I know that it's true.

I feel really close to my sweet grandpa today.

I am so grateful for my testimony of the gospel.

I've never experienced the death of a loved one before--let me tell you, it sucks. It's hard.

But for the first time, I am excited for the sweet reunion that I know will be waiting for me on the other side.

I can't wait for him to greet me when I cross the veil.

I can't wait to hug you again, Grandpa!

I'm also grateful for these powerful words by Elder Nelson that have brought me such comfort today: "The only way to take sorrow out of death is to take love out of life."

I'm grateful I had such a wonderful grandpa to love.

And a wonderful grandpa who loved me.