One year...

A year ago today I had to say goodbye to one of my favorite people in the whole world, my grandpa.  It doesn't seem like a year has passed, it seems like yesterday I was sitting at the kitchen table with him engrossed in his stories of old.  I remember that night like it was yesterday...I remember the sights, the smells, details of that day, forever engraved in my mind. 

A year has passed and I miss him horribly.  I miss his stories, I miss his voice, I miss him.  Every time I hear a train whistle blow I remember, I am taken back to happy times with you and trips to Cozad.  A year has passed, the pain has lessened, but the hole your passing left remains.

I love you gramps, you are always in my heart.

gramps and the girls september of 2008