Im Just Plain Sad......

This is my Grandpa Earl Wayne Kemp. He passed away on October 6th, 2011 at the age of 91. I wasn't very close him. But in the last few years he had talked more to me than in my entire life. Most of my life he had worked. At Sun Oil Company and the Tulsa State Fair. He and my Grandmother, Roberta had been married 71 years.

When I was a kid I would come to visit and stay the summer with my grandparents. I loved coming to visit. My grandma and I were close but I remember doing some things that involved grandpa. Since he worked the Tulsa State Fair we would always get to go and see all the sights and eat the food. I cant say that I really know all that much about my Grandpa Kemp. He was very quiet. I don't think he said ten sentences to me my whole life. But in 2009 my Grandma Kemp passed away and I would take the kids and go visit him. He loved my kids. That much I know. He and Conor shared a birthday, November 11th and I know he thought that was special. He loved Jordan too and even enjoyed seeing Emma. I liked to go visit. We never really talked about anything important.

Now that hes gone I am even more saddened when I go by their house. My grandparents built the house in 1953 I think. Its the cutest house. Painted dark red with three bedrooms, two bath and a nice sized yard. It originally had a one car garage but it was turned into a bedroom years ago, so it really has 4 bedrooms. I have always loved that house. As I got older and got married and had kids my grandma and I would often talk about the house. She told me on numerous occasions how she wished I could have it. But due to a reverse mortgage she couldn't "will" it to me anymore. I understood and although I was sad about that I had always thought we might be able to have it after all. Now that grandpas gone the house goes back to the bank. Mike and I don't have the best credit but we always pay our rent on time, unfortunately mortgage company's don't look at that. I just wish someone was willing to give us a chance to get started. I love that house so much. It has so many memories. I walk through it and think about all the times I got to stay there as a kid, all the Thanksgivings and Christmases, watching my Grandma cook in the kitchen and sew in the middle bedroom. I miss them so much. I'm not sure whats going to happen to the house. I want it to stay in the family even if its not us living there. I just cant imagine some stranger living in the house my Grandparents built and lived in for almost 60 years. I'm just praying that all the pieces fall into place.

Ill miss him everyday. Although we weren't close I know he loved me and he loved our family. All of us. All the grand kids and great-grand kids. He was a wonderful man. I wish I had known him more maybe I could have asked more questions. But you always think you have more time than you actually do. It just reminds me that I should cherish the family I have alive now and try to get to know them more. I know that Earl and Roberta are reunited again and that someday I too will see them again.