grampas girl





So..where to begin this one. 2011 has not been a good year for so many people i know. People losing loved ones, people hurting, people finding out exactly who they are? People come and go but will always leave footprints on our hearts. We are always told things happen for a reason. but why does that reason have to hurt? it is starting to hit me that my grampa has been gone 6 years now this november.

He was more than my grampa he was a best friend i could always count on. It wasn't till recently i started visiting the cemetary alot. I felt like everything exciting that would happen in my life i had to drive up there just to talk about it to him. I know he listened.(PS:the blue gems around the stone are supposed to be taken off and cleaned monthly, i believe they got tired of cleaning them off so they eventually left them on, always the best for grampa) For all of those who do not know by know my grampa was veteran. he had a puprle heart. The cemetary he is buried in is a beautiful military one. Even though i miss him i still get to see him,i dream of him almost every night. In my dreams he always finds me wandering and helps me back home until i get to see him again. On the other hand my gramma still takes it hard. me and my mom keep her busy and her mind of things for the most part. We will always be her girls, she will never be alone. I know till this day my grampa is smiling down on me and im making him more proud than ever. Everything i do is for him. He knows i am lucky to call myself his grand daughter. I will await the day i get to eat german pancakes with him again,until then i can officially say i have one of the best guardian angels out there who keep pushing me to strive for more..and for you i am blessed <3 RiP Grampa i will see you on monday.