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Well. Today's Christmas.
I went to my grampas and I remember when I was little we used to go over there every Christmas and he had these cups that had dinosaurs on them. A plump, older man would always give me gingerale in them and I thought I was the coolest kid ever. He would always buy my mom a bottle of wine and my mom would finish it by the time we left. And my dad would always eat pepperoni and cheese on crackers. I would sit in the chair across from my grampa and listen to him talk about how he used to go sledding in the roads and how he would play and all the trouble my dad would get in. This Christmas was much different. There was no gingerale, it was coke, there was no wine, there were no crackers, and there was no bottle of wine. A much skinny, older man sat in a chair. His eyes were huge and when we made eye contact it was like I was staring into nothing. I love my grampa so much and I regret not spending more time with him. I guess now I just have to make most of what little time is left.
I went to my grampas and I remember when I was little we used to go over there every Christmas and he had these cups that had dinosaurs on them. A plump, older man would always give me gingerale in them and I thought I was the coolest kid ever. He would always buy my mom a bottle of wine and my mom would finish it by the time we left. And my dad would always eat pepperoni and cheese on crackers. I would sit in the chair across from my grampa and listen to him talk about how he used to go sledding in the roads and how he would play and all the trouble my dad would get in. This Christmas was much different. There was no gingerale, it was coke, there was no wine, there were no crackers, and there was no bottle of wine. A much skinny, older man sat in a chair. His eyes were huge and when we made eye contact it was like I was staring into nothing. I love my grampa so much and I regret not spending more time with him. I guess now I just have to make most of what little time is left.