My Grandad

A walking stick without it's owner, reading glasses with a fingerprint on their lense. Letters in that beautiful calligraphic handwriting, your face smiling at me in photographs. The buzz of relatives voices on the phone, the brochure on the side about bereavement and funeral directors and knowing this is real. Looking back on those memories of going fishing and learning to ride a bike, all of them thanks to my grandad. I will miss you.
AngelofPink AngelofPink
22-25, F
1 Response Apr 22, 2012

that is sad . I am losing somebody to cancer .besides the part of watching her suffer. the thought of not having her around is the part that is haunting me the most .

It's very upsetting :(