My grandfather was an amazing man. Regardless of the mistakes he made in his life, I loved him deeply. I had a bond with him unlike any other bond I've had with anyone else. We were connected in a special way. I was his baby girl. Carson is actually named after him. My grandfather was born on Christmas Day in 1925. When he passed away, it broke my heart. I found comfort in knowing that, at 80 years old, he had received Jesus as his Savior before passing away.