Ten years ago they gave him 3-5 years to live. We all spent that time counting down those years and worrying when that time may come. Three years passed. Then four. Then five, six, seven, eight, nine, and today my grandpa turns 83. It's been a scary year with trips in and out of the hospital and in all likelihood, the end is probably pretty close. But ten years after they put a time limit on his life, my grandpa has celebrated another birthday. I love him more than words and know no other man like him. I am so blessed beyond words that he and our family get to celebrate his 83rd birthday.
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