now that he's gone, i can think of a thousand things i wish i had told him.
and there are so many memories flooding back.
the ceramic mugs full of hot chocolate that he gave me when i was a kid.
the tiny, ancient wooden horse that he let me play with because i was careful and wouldn't break it.
the orchid that he bred and named after me.
he loved gardening, and pug dogs, and caramel tim tams. he was a writer, like me. the taste of carob will always remind me of him.
i wish i had known him better. but i know he loved me, and i loved him.
and i miss him.
my grandfather.
and there are so many memories flooding back.
the ceramic mugs full of hot chocolate that he gave me when i was a kid.
the tiny, ancient wooden horse that he let me play with because i was careful and wouldn't break it.
the orchid that he bred and named after me.
he loved gardening, and pug dogs, and caramel tim tams. he was a writer, like me. the taste of carob will always remind me of him.
i wish i had known him better. but i know he loved me, and i loved him.
and i miss him.
my grandfather.
Keep your memories safe because no one can take them away from you. I hope you feel better soon x
P.S. Im not close to any of my grandparents and probably will never be, I dont envy your loss or pain but the relationship you had.