Ninety-Five

Today would have been my Granddad's 95th birthday. He had been planning his 100th birthday party since he turned 91. There were days where we all thought that he may actually live to see that birthday.

Sadly, he passed away just shy of his 95th. Even though he liked to think he would live forever, he was humbled to have lived such a long and happy live (with my grandma by his side for over 60 years).

So cheers to my good old granddad, on his birthday, for teaching us all to celebrate and love every minute of your life.

xx E.