Posted by Her Bad Mother on June 28, 2009 10:10 pm • Flamily • 1 comment
Epitaph For A Grandpa, Loved.
Requiescat in pace, Grandpa. You were loved and will be loved, always. Always.
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Life goes on, and though I’m stumbling a bit from grief, I am keeping moving. Literally. To the east, and then onward, backward, to the west. We would have visited and kissed and hugged and loved and overwhelmed Grandpa when we reached him on our journey – instead, now, we’ll bury him – but the journey goes on and will be wonderful and it starts in just a few hours. Deep breath, steady… and we’re off.
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