i miss my grampa so much today.
i was packing for New York,
and just wanted to pick up the phone and tell him about it.
he was always so proud of me
and of all the places i was going.
i started looking through old pictures and came across this one.
it seems no one ever takes pictures of the sad times.
so for some reason i love this picture...
it reminds me of what i have loved and what i have lost
and makes me strive to build a new stronger version of the life i was already living.
when my grampa passed away- mario and i were the last in my family to arrive.
he walked in the door and held my gramma as she wept.
and then she asked if i was there yet...
when we embraced, it was a kind of love i've never known.
i knew from that moment on, things were forever changed.
its been almost 2 years now
and i miss him.
i miss him so friggin much it hurts.
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