grandad

(umm...i dont know why people follow this thing. it kinda like my personal little diary. my place to vent,reflect,and sometimes confuse myself.)

people leave this world so fast. like its utterly crazy how one day your here and then the next day your not. how one second im physically able to say hello to you and the next day...not so much. it still hasn't hit me yet. the thought of you not being here...or seeing me accomplish what i said i would to you,but to some extent you don't have to be.its like you already know, are already proud of me, and already believe in me ..even if you did not get a chance to see it happen.i get happy when i think of how happy you get when you see me...how happy yougot when you saw me. im writing in past tense now...
.and im not sure its okay,but its life.