Missing You.
Happy Birthday, Grandpa. You know what? I had to convince you I didn’t want sugar or jelly or honey or bananas or raisins in my omelet. “Plain?” You couldn’t quite wrap your head around “plain.” But when all is said and done, I would give anything to have one of your outrageous omelets today. I miss you. Always.
January 24th, 2008 19:01
Three years gone now, I still have my Grandma’s telephone number programmed into my cell. From time to time, I call it. There’s always that brief, unrealistic hope…
Just to say I get it…
January 26th, 2008 03:44
You should have a plain omelet in his honor. *hugs*