The young man looked smart in his military uniform as he strode through the hospice corridors.

He’d come straight over from the defense force base to join the rest of the family, the traffic had seemed slower than ever.

His superior officers had been most understanding, they knew how important it was for him to be there in his family’s time of need.

Grand-Dad had always been there for him, at times he had been more like a Dad.

He would miss Grand-Dad but all the good memories would live on in the stories that the family shared. So many funny stories.

Grand-Dad had helped so many people throughout his life. That’s why the young man had joined the armed forces, to do his bit in helping people.

He gently stroked Grand-Dad’s face as he spoke to him, as tears brimmed in his eyes.

A mixture of emotions roiled on his face. Sad that Grand-Dad had died, but relieved that he didn’t have to suffer any more.

I love you Grand-Dad. Thank you for everything. Don’t you worry, we’ll look after Grand-Ma and each other.