I have been told by my mom that I am still holding on to him a little to tight. (With the loss of my grandfather.) I still have pictures surrounding me because I dont ever want to forget that smile of his or what a great out look on life he had or how funny he was. Every picture reminds me of something different that I loved about him. Also in my room in my little apartment I have three rose flowers and one of the ribbons that says we love you pops that I placed on his grave during the funeral back in April. I also had a silver ring made that has tear drop and the date that he past away on engraved on it. I can see what she means but I just dont want to ever forget. I just always want to remember all the stories and times.
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