Six Years
It'll be six years tomorrow since we lost Grandaddy. Technically, it was leap year, so the 29th. How exactly do you mark someone's passing when the day only exists every so often?
I miss him.
This blog contains the random thoughts and observations of one atypical Florida girl.
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There have been days when I could not believe I will ever be saying, "It's been so many days, months, years! since. . . .", Angie, and the older I get, the faster times flies by. Please, please, please stop and smell the roses and take some time for you in this maddening pace we're faced with. And I hope grandaddy is just as you remember him, in the breeze around you, your heart and your memories guiding you as you alluded to at my blogsite the other day with respect to Dad. *hugs*
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