My grandpa loved his music on his radio, snapping his fingers to the beat and just vibing in his own little world. He’d be posted up reading one of his books or watching his Madea movies and TV shows—or really, just letting the TV watch him half the time. He loved his pork rinds, honey buns, and always had to have that Zero Sugar Squirt soda. Anytime we brought him what he asked for, he’d clap every single time like it was Christmas morning.

He was a pain in my butt sometimes and we had our moments, but I sure do miss him. Especially the way he’d just look over at me and smile outta nowhere. It was truly a blessing to still have my grandfather while I did. I’ll always hold those little memories close.

• My brother-in-law who was loving, caring and patient.  He would give and help family when in need.  He gave me gifts and always a joy talking to him.  His brother and me miss him dearly and thank his daughter for caring for him for years.  We thank God for delivering him from pain and suffering.  Amen