I only have good memories of my grandpa. It’s amazing that I can’t even recall one bad memory of him.
My grandpa died last night. Today was his funeral. It’s a tradition in Muslim countries that a dead person should be buried as soon as possible. Here in Iran it’s also a tradition to honor the dead on Thursdays.
About a thousand people or so showed up today to show their respect and comfort the family. Some traveled for more than 400 kilometers to be there.
Grandpa was the elder of our dynasty which contains about six or seven families.
It made me happy that so many people, even those who I didn’t know, were there to show their love and respect. It shows me how respectful and loved he was.
Everything happened fast. He had some medical problems due to his age and he didn’t make it. He died painlessly. We were expecting bad news but not this fast.
He was awesome. A big part of my dad’s success in life was grandpa supporting and helping him. Grandpa provided whatever he could to my father and all his children. He sent my father to another city to continue his education because their city didn’t have a top-level facility.
He always expressed how proud he is of my father, and all his children. Always supporting everyone to pursue their dreams.
I remember how he used to hug me and tell me how much he loves me. He used to hug me, kiss me, and tell me bravo. “Bravo my son”, he used to tell me.
I miss him already. He used to wake me up early in morning so I can eat breakfast with him and my grandma, while they both prepared fresh milk and eggs. Best breakfasts I’ve ever eaten in my life. Nothing can be more delicious than that.
Right now, my family is preparing dinner, for those who came, and I’m sitting in my car writing this because I don’t know any other way to express my feelings toward him.
It’s a tradition to gather at home or a mosque and send prayers and say their condolences to the children of the deceased; we don’t do speeches or stuff like that, so I don’t have any other way to express so much that is in my heart.
Farewell grandpa. You were the best. I’m beyond proud and grateful that I’ve got to know you. Beyond happy that I got to hug you and feel your hands on my head. I wish I become a man like you were. A man that was respected and loved.
Thank you for everything.