steffols
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Joined: 3/10/2005 From: Jungleland
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Its 10 years since my Granpa died on Sunday. It's never really got to me, the anniversary of his death. Of course I remember the day, but I like to just keep moving past it, especially for my mum, her birthday is today and I know its a hard time of year for her. I like to remember his birthday more. But for some reason, probably the 10th year we have been without him, it's getting to me. I just phoned my mum to wish her happy birthday and we were speaking about it and I just burst into tears. I miss my Granpa so so much and I think about him everyday but I rarely cry anymore. Now I'm sitting trying desperately not to cry too much and turn into a heaving wreck.
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