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I really miss my Grandfather. I really fucking miss him. I miss him so much it hurts. If he were still here, everything would have been different.
I didn't have a great relationship with him, and sometimes he really hurt me, but I always knew he loved me and wanted what was best for me. I could trust him. I could talk to him about almost anything and he was always there and I knew he loved me. I never had a doubt that someone loved me when he was alive.
He always told us kids to say:
"I know I'm somebody, cause God don't make no junk."
He kept a printed copy of this saying in a frame on a wall in his room. I'm not a religious person, but it was nice to know that he thought I was somebody.
I feel like ever since he died, my whole family is falling apart. My dad tries, but my Papa was the glue that held everything together.
His birthday was May 10th.
I still feel like I need him. I hope he knows that I love him and I miss him very much.
I didn't have a great relationship with him, and sometimes he really hurt me, but I always knew he loved me and wanted what was best for me. I could trust him. I could talk to him about almost anything and he was always there and I knew he loved me. I never had a doubt that someone loved me when he was alive.
He always told us kids to say:
"I know I'm somebody, cause God don't make no junk."
He kept a printed copy of this saying in a frame on a wall in his room. I'm not a religious person, but it was nice to know that he thought I was somebody.
I feel like ever since he died, my whole family is falling apart. My dad tries, but my Papa was the glue that held everything together.
His birthday was May 10th.
I still feel like I need him. I hope he knows that I love him and I miss him very much.