Just got back from a week at my grandfathers in Maryland. And I figured I would paint a picture of my trip for everyone with one word: outhouse.
I am spending a month at home for the holidays and to allow my mind to rest. Sadly my parents have decided against "doing Christmas" this year. This means no cookies, no tree, no presents, no stockings, no special dinner. The only thing I am stuck with is the damn church service. It's only uncomfortable because my mother goes to a very strict...
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I drove around and looked at Christmas lights tonight. I haven't done that in two years. My grandfather died two years ago. We used to drive around together EVERY night starting the day after Thanksgiving through Christmas so by the end of the season we could have seen all the lights in the city. I've missed it. I've missed him.
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memorandom:
my grandfather died three years ago about this time, so christmas now is always sort of tinged with melancholy. but i have a lot of great memories of the guy who was always sort of my hero growing up. i never really stop missing him. i don't think you ever do though.
wolverine43:
What a nice way to remember him, I am sure he is looking down on you smiling right now 