A Grandfather's Words of Wisdom

Early 2015 I had found out that my father's dad was sick.  Usually on my daily 30 mile ride home before gathering up my 2 loud and active children, I make any necessary phone calls to either family members,  friends, or to my academic advisor for college.  On this particular day after leaving work I had the urge to call my grandfather who I had not spoken to for over a year due to family issues my siblings and I had with our own father.  I had to put my pride aside and contact my grandfather, he was sick and of course I missed his humorous conversation, his words of wisdom, and most of all his voice.  My husband and I were also expecting our 3rd child and only son at the time.  I was 8 months pregnant, I was tired and I was having a hard time carrying him in my last trimester.  I made the call to him and the sound of his voice took me back to my childhood and the lazy days of summer I used to spend with our cousins at our grandparents home.  He knew about our son and I wanted to cry, I felt like I kept this from him and I told him I was having a hard time.  He told me the last few weeks are going to be the hardest for me but I will make it through them.  We talked about a few other things, family in general and my husbands health since he suffered a major heart scare that nearly cost him his life.  One of my grandfather's wishes were that I bring my children by, he wanted to see his great grand babies.  I told him that I would and I loved him.  Little did I know that would be the last time I talked to him.  The next day my sister called to tell me he passed away.  3 weeks later our son was born.  Every single word of our conversation has been etched in my memory forever.  The words of wisdom and laughter from my grandfather.