"RIP Grandpa"

11/08/09

It is really hot today and yet I still have the snivels.
I can't believe today is over already.

I'm writing on my Grandpa's anniversary. I wonder what he'd say if he could see me now; if he could see my mum now, with her gone to Tanzania. Would he be proud? Fearful? He always loved travelling. I remember being devastated that he never got to see David's photos of South Africa, he'd have loved to see them :(
I always remember taking such an interest in his photo slides of mum and Rose when they were young, and even some of their holidays around Europe.

I hate the expression "lost someone". I think that there is the potential to find them again and with death one knows that is not the case. When you "lose someone" you think, well "how careless of you", never mind, they'll turn up. But in death this doesn't happen, does it?

Oh yes, I believe and pray that my Grandpa is safe with God in heaven and that I'll find him when I reach there, but we are talking now. You are losing a loved one who you can' t replace.

I miss the complete family. Christmas used to be normal. We went to Granny and Grandpa's house on Boxing Day. We opened presents on Boxing Day. There was no fuss about who was where on Christmas Day or Boxing Day, the whole family were united.

This coming year David may not even be home for Christmas. :( I hate change so much. I couldn't bare to leave the junior choir and leaving NCO was impossible.

God bless you Grandpa, RIP.