It's been exactly two months...
Since my Grandfather has passed away. Today- not realizing that it was the two month mark- I was thinking how it still doesn't feel like he's gone. I saw him in the casket. I poked his finger to make sure he was really dead. It's gross, but I really couldn't help it. He looked too serene, too much as if he were asleep. His brothers were saying "Don't you feel like he's just going to pop up and say 'ha-ha fooled you all!'"... And I felt that way. I did cry my eyes out none-the-less. Whether or not it felt like he was gone, I knew he was, and that was probably the hardest part.
But I don't want to risk being emo here :P The fact is that he crosses my mind every day, and that's what matters, right?
Besides that- College is starting in EIGHT days. Freaky. But I've been talking to a bunch of kids who are already at college and they're bragging about how much fun it is, haha. I'm jealous!
Ick, it's late and I have to do my hair *gag* :)
Talk to every one soon <3
(I think, hahaha)
But I don't want to risk being emo here :P The fact is that he crosses my mind every day, and that's what matters, right?
Besides that- College is starting in EIGHT days. Freaky. But I've been talking to a bunch of kids who are already at college and they're bragging about how much fun it is, haha. I'm jealous!
Ick, it's late and I have to do my hair *gag* :)
Talk to every one soon <3
(I think, hahaha)