Before I begin, I would like to dedicate this to all of those individuals who have struggled to cope with the loss of a loved one . And I also dedicate this first blog to my family, and most importantly, my grandfather. I will also dedicate this blog to the Veterans and those currently serving, because my grandfather was also a Vietnam Veteran. I thank you for your service. I remember finding it hard to carry myself up the last time I saw my grandfather. I lost my Grandfather in January from Esophageal Cancer, and I remember playing back every memory I had with him, which is something I’ve done over the years and I’ve been doing alot more of now cause I miss him so much. But I was taught to look on the brighter side of a situation like this because my Grandmother told me to put my faith into God. I love my grandmother dearly and love her for the amount of faith she has had. I also respect my grandmother for the love that her and my grandfather have shared with us. She told me that he’s in a better place and he isn’t suffering anymore, and she’s right. I’m blessed to have had the chance to watch my Grandfather cheer and receive compliments from those thanking him for his service at Veteran’s Day Parades. I’m blessed to have built so many memories with my grandparents over the years. The most unforgettable times have always been spending time with the family at my grandparents house. There is an old saying that reminds me of when my family and I used to live with my grandparents, which is where we grew our roots from (memories). The quote goes a little something like this, and I’m sure you readers can relate if you come from a happy home or somewhere that you have grown most of your roots from, “It’s not how big the house is, it’s how happy the home is.” I am unsure of where this quote comes from, but this quote has helped me cope with the loss of my grandfather. Because I remember how happy our home was at my grandparents house. One of my favorite memories of my grandfather was when I would be waiting for him to pull up to the rocky drive way at the house, sitting on the bench, then quickly running up to hug him when he was back from working at the park. My grandfather played a crucial role in my childhood and has always been the backbone of my family. I will always have an unconditional love for my family the way he loved us unconditionally.
I’m publishing this blog for numerous reasons. One reason being is because I want to help those who have struggled to cope with loss. Embrace the love your loved one has given you over the years and remind people why they are important to you because your loved ones are watching over you, always. I recently watched a very well put together speech from writer/comedian Kelley Lynn, in which she explains in a TED Talk that when it comes to losing a loved one, there’s no such thing as “moving on.” In fact, there should be a change in language when discussing loss. There needs to be a transition of “move on” to instead saying “tell me more about this person”. Here is a link to the video I am now mentioning, this speech has motivated me to create this blog https://youtu.be/kYWlCGbbDGI . But what she means in her speech is that when it comes to losing someone close to you from death, there is no moving on. The grief process may be difficult, but instead of moving on, you talk about your passed loved ones to keep the impact they have made on your life so that they are forever remembered. Talk to your peers about why that special someone made you happy. I believe that writing about my grandfather has made my grief process easier. My mission is to keep my grandfather’s legacy alive, lend a helping hand to those who need it the way my grandfather helped others in his life, and to pay my respects to those who have served for our country.
My grandfather, Ray, has left a remarkable impact in not only my life, but the lives of many others. I think of my grandfather when I hear the following Bible verse “One generation will commend your works to another; they will tell of your mighty acts.” (Psalm 145:4). I believe that my grandfather was a beautiful soul that would do anything for his family and for his country. He served as an Army foot soldier in the Vietnam War in the Tet Offensive, 9th infantry division. My grandfather Ray taught my family and I the importance of having a good time, but also maintaining strength along the way. Life can throw many obstacles at us, but in my grandfather’s eyes, I always knew he had that look that said “You can do this.” Till this day, because of him, I always thank a Veteran for their service. I soon hope to highlight the importance of Veteran Awareness to our Country, because Iv’e always been so proud of my grandfather and his bravery. I also want to shine light on my other family members and friends that have served for our country. My grandfather did so much for his country, his community, his family and friends. Not many people close to me know this, but I vividly remember the day, around the year 2006, I got a call from my mom when she had explained that my youngest sister Julie had became so ill that her throat was closing up at the time. My sister Julie had pnemonia and the croup cough at a young age. It was only a matter of time before the ambulance could take my sister in, so as they were on their way to get her, my grandparents were called over to my parents house as my sister was struggling to breathe. It was my Grandfather who saved her life by performing CPR on her as my family waited for the ambulance to arrive at their house. My grandfather had learned CPR from when he was serving in the Vietnam War, so I will always do my very best to honor him. Because if it wasn’t for my grandfather, I would not have my beautiful, intelligent, funny, loving youngest sister by my side. My tata saved my sister’s life. My grandfather Ray had the funniest sense of humor, and did all that he could for the family. In the eyes of many, he was an angel walking amongst this earth.
One of my main goals has been to pay tribute to my family members along the way, and I will do so, starting with my amazing Grandfather Ray Diaz. My goal is to earn my Associates and Bachelors degree in Communication, shedding light on Veteran Awareness through whatever career I choose to take on. As I walk across the graduation stage, I will feel my Grandfather’s presence. While living at my grandparents house at a young age, I developed a prodigious kind of passion for writing. I soon hope to shed light on many important issues through my passion for writing and blogging. Before I end this blog, I also want to dedicate this to those who have lost a loved one due to cancer. You are not alone and you are loved. Your loved ones are watching you every single step of the way. Thank you for viewing. I love you tata, always.
“Right on sucka tone!” – My tata