My Poompa (grandfather) was my hero……. I loved his sense of humor, his amazing oatmeal on those cold school mornings, his affection for our family, his burgundy bathrobe, his blue Cadillac, and his hugs that were absolutely magical.

I giggle like him, swear like him, love hard like he did and I put my all into what ever is placed before me.

So today when I got frustrated, my heart ached, I wanted to cry or punch the closets wall I thought of my Poompa and what he would do….. He always said “Ain’t nothin to it but to do it” with a smile and a twinkle in his eye.

I may not have a smile, my eye twinkle is definitely a little dim right now; but I’m doing it…. what ever it is….. I am on a mission so you can either try to block my light or cheer me on. In the end I’m going to live and live big. #letsgo