I miss you...

Last fall you left us,
you left pain and misery,
you left the suffering and agony
so here I am thinking about you every day that I am here and you are not,
I don't know what I would have ever been or would have ever done
without you in my life.
you raised me like a father,
everything I am today I am because of you...
I miss coming in the front door and seeing you at your workbench,
I wish i had spent more time with you down there.
I wish lots of things... I miss everything...
Grandpa you meant the world to me... you were the strongest person I know
you loved all of us, were there for us, and was always the first one who would help us in a bind.
I miss the days we spent hunting together... the countless hours under the car,
I keep asking myself if I had just one more day...
one more...
But what could I accomplish in one day... I would probably use it to just sit and work with you...
so here is to the most honest, hardest working, greatest mentor, parent, and man...
Waino Anderson...
-in addendum- the speech from your funeral...

I wanted to say a few words about my grandfather. he was the kind of man who touched everyone he met. My grandfather was a man of few words but the lessons I learned from him came from the heart and they will follow me throughout my life. He taught me everything I know, how to hunt, how to fix my car, how to work, how to live, and how to be a man. He taught me what a real man is. One who provides for his family, one who protects his family and one who loves his family. He was my teacher, my hunting partner and my role model. I know that I will miss him terribly and will think of him often. A friend gave me some words that have been comforting they were

Revelation 7:9-10
9After this I looked and there before me was a great multitude that no one could count, from every nation, tribe, people and language, standing before the throne and in front of the Lamb. They were wearing white robes and were holding palm branches in their hands. 10And they cried out in a loud voice: "Salvation belongs to our God, who sits on the throne, and to the Lamb."

Knowing my grandfather is standing in heaven singing praise to God instead of being here with pain, gives me peace and joy and a promise that I will see him again someday. It comforts me to know that He will be watching over me as I continue on my path through life.

I spent a lot of time with him in the last few months, we talked about life and memories and of family. He told me how proud he was of each of us.
Thank you grandpa for everything you have done for me. You have been my light and inspiration and I will continue to mold my life after you.