and, (superpostingdana says), i miss my grandpa every day. Every single one. I know how life goes on, I know how things change and how you grow (hopefully for the better), but every single effing day I think of that man. And I miss him. And I can't believe I can't call him. Or that I won't see his ridiculous half-toothed smile (my favorite!), or that he won't ever meet my future mate, possible kids, all that. Every day I miss him. And, I'm taking his absence in my life as a good thing--I don't feel him, and I hope that means that he's not hanging around this planet, but has better places to be. I just wish

I wish he was still here for me.