There is no pain that surpasses that of losing the person we love the most. Tonight, on September 26th, at 1120pm, I watched my great grandma's heart break to pieces as her husband and best friend of 68 years passed away.
My great grandpa was the best man I have ever known. The legacy he left behind for his family is something that I will hold close to my heart all the days of my life. He was strong: he never complained, never gave up, and always did what was required of him. He was full of love: married and cherished, my sweet grandmother, for nearly 69 years, fathered a beautiful family of children, grandchildren, great grandchildren, and even lived to see a few great great grandchildren. My papa refused to believe anything bad about any person in his family, no matter how strong the evidence was against them. He believed in each one of us, irrevocably, and against all odds. He was also a war hero who served courageously in the second world war. His courage and strength was honored with a number of medals. He was a hero not only in the war, but in the lives of those he loved.
Saying goodbye was one of the hardest things, for us as his family, to do. He was a truly selfless all the way to his last breath. Many of his family members were able to spend a good amount of time with him at the hospital before his passing. He laughed and visited with us nearly all night. It was like he was giving us our last beautiful memory of him, and then not even an hour after we left, he went.
After leaving the hospital, the family sat together in unity, remembering and appreciating the life of Hank Halbur. Coffee brewed, hearts broke, tears fell, and the consolation of memories and laughter filled our burdened hearts. There is nothing better than family.
Hank Halbur will be dearly missed by his family and friends. He taught us all the meaning of hard work and dedication. My papa will always be my hero