William Henry ‘Bill’ Twitty was a Husband. He was also a Son. A Brother. Somebody’s Father. and Somebody’s Grandfather.
Did you ever wonder what it would be like if you weren’t you anymore? If you were suddenly gone how would your world react? Whatever you imagined was wrong. There’s nothing romantic about death.
Grief is like the ocean: it’s deep and dark and bigger than all of us. And pain is like a thief in the night.
William Henry ‘Bill’ Twitty was a Veteran. He was also somebody’s Soulmate. and Somebody’s Friend.
Grief is like the ocean: it’s deep and dark and bigger than all of us. And pain is like a thief in the night. Quiet. Persistent. Unfair. Diminished by time and faith and love.
I knew William Twitty, I knew him as my Big Stubborn Teddy Bear who could do no wrong in his Granddaughter’s eyes.
He was so full of love. He was quiet when it came to saying “I Love You” but you knew just by looking into his eyes how deeply he loved and cared for you.
Even after 5 years I still see how his absence has affected the people that knew him so I know that he did matter to them and I know he was loved.
People say that William Twitty was a great Husband, Son, Father, and Brother. But most importantly he was an incredible Grandfather.
He played an important role in all of our lives, the lives of his Grandchildren so big and some small but he made sure he was in our lives, and sometimes that meant having to stand in and be that Father Figure.
My Grandfather was Inspiring not just to me but to all those who loved him.
*Love is missing someone whenever you’re apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you’re close in heart.