Grandpa

I’ve been thinking a lot about him today. I wonder what he would tell me if he saw me in my current state. I wonder how he would feel about it. Would he be confused and frustrated? Would he tell me to do things differently? Would he still have the pride he had for me before?

I can think about him now without it hurting too much. At first, when he passed, I could not think of him at all. Then it became bittersweet. Now I can think of him and while I don’t detach, it doesn’t hurt so bad.

I am so thankful that you met him while he was still around. He loved you a lot and saw things in you that were good.

I remember sitting up with him after you went to bed the first time we stayed the night up there. We were drinking wine and talking like we normally did late at night, and he talked about you and how good of a person you were. He approved one hundred percent of us being together.

That was the only approval I ever really wanted.