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Life has been being unusually strange lately...I don't like it.
Here is a picture I found of me and my Grandpa Andy when I was really little, thought I might share it here.
I've become very envious, and I'm tired of my mom complaining. I know it sucks to lose a family member. But at least her father got to be at her wedding(s)...2 of them! He got to see her graduate, get her first car, have her first boyfriend, all these things my dad didn't live to do with me.
One thing I always wanted when I was little was to have my dad walk me down the isle when I get married, but physically that won't happen.
She got to know her dad and spend time with him, I never did really.
At least he was 75 not 45.
Yes, I miss my Grandpa...and I wish I had spent more time with him than I did. Looking back on it now we don't have any pictures together after when I was little.
But I know that if my dad had not died when he did I wouldn't of met Rob, and that's what keeps me okay with those things.
Mom stormed out not too long ago and she just came back, she's pissed off with Jon and myself. Me, because I couldn't find a fucking ziplock bag, and of course she's always mad at fat ass...
Anyway, supper.
Oh, and Rob has to work 7 AM - 7 or until 10 PM next Sunday...blow.
Here is a picture I found of me and my Grandpa Andy when I was really little, thought I might share it here.
I've become very envious, and I'm tired of my mom complaining. I know it sucks to lose a family member. But at least her father got to be at her wedding(s)...2 of them! He got to see her graduate, get her first car, have her first boyfriend, all these things my dad didn't live to do with me.
One thing I always wanted when I was little was to have my dad walk me down the isle when I get married, but physically that won't happen.
She got to know her dad and spend time with him, I never did really.
At least he was 75 not 45.
Yes, I miss my Grandpa...and I wish I had spent more time with him than I did. Looking back on it now we don't have any pictures together after when I was little.
But I know that if my dad had not died when he did I wouldn't of met Rob, and that's what keeps me okay with those things.
Mom stormed out not too long ago and she just came back, she's pissed off with Jon and myself. Me, because I couldn't find a fucking ziplock bag, and of course she's always mad at fat ass...
Anyway, supper.
Oh, and Rob has to work 7 AM - 7 or until 10 PM next Sunday...blow.