I'm about halfway melted from today. I dislike heat, and having a whole day of it is just about able to make me go crazy. Home is still my best escape from all the heat.
And, I'm still not recovered yet. Bummer ):
It doesnt take a picture for me to remember you, the memory of you is fresh, embedded in my mind as if it were only yesterday that I last saw you. But why is it, that I remember the sadness in your eyes, the loneliness more than your smile, or your laughter? I wished you didnt have to leave, to go to a place so far away from me.
I miss you, grandpa
Foryou