My grandfather was berried two years ago today.
I went down to the Crownsville Veterans Cemetery today to pay my respects to my mom's parents. I have done this each December since my grandfather's passing and today it was in deed easier then it had been. It was very cold and windy with clear sky's.
It still makes me sad. It's a good kind of sad. It's the “Prick me do I not bleed” reassurence I need from time to time.
It still makes me sad. It's a good kind of sad. It's the “Prick me do I not bleed” reassurence I need from time to time.