i never realized how much i loved the small things in my life.
every year on novemeber 11th i always either called my grandfather or went to his house to see him, just to thank him for his service to our country.
Today, i got ready to pick up the phone to call him, but realized he wouldn't answer.
I guess one thing of deal with death is getting used to not doing the things you used to do all the time.
Both of my grandfathers served in the Navy. One died before i was born, but the other died in August. This is the first time i have really realized that he isn't here.
love you, pumpkin
ReplyDeleteI know your Papa John loved you very much, and I'm sure he knew you were going to call. I don't remember our Grandpa, but I know he loved me, and had he lived long enough, he would have loved you too.
ReplyDeleteI miss you like crazy...you know you can call me. (I will be at Grandma's for Thanksgiving!!)