My Grandpa Momrik passed away this morning at around 6 a.m. I got the call from Mom when I was getting ready for work and then Dad called on the way to work. My Dad seems to be taking it pretty hard.

Ever since Nanny passed unexpectantly a few years ago, Papa has been going downhill. Nanny was everything to him and he just didn’t want to be here without her. I think it was about a year ago that he was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s and had to be put into a home for full-time care. It was pretty bad too, he couldn’t even remember talking to you 5 minutes ago. It was sad to see and we all knew that he wanted to be out of our world and with his wife again.

Earlier in the week Dad had told me that Papa hadn’t eaten in a few days and couldn’t move anymore. He thought the end was coming. Last night Dad called the priest for Last Rights and prepared for it. He ended up spending the night with Papa so that he wouldn’t have to die alone.

My last memory will always be from a few weeks ago when we had a Momrik Christmas gathering over in Alpena. Papa was yelling at me to stop eating all the shrimp! He was a good man, who always had his hands on something. His flower beds and lawn always looked amazing and he could make the neatest little creations out of wood.

Papa will be missed, but now he will be reunited with Nanny again. We love ya Gramps!