My grandpa died this winter. He died on January 17th. The sadness gets to me sometimes. It was really hard to breath at the funeral because of smelly stuff. The last thing he said to me was, bye baby. Nobody else calls me that. I remember that I made pumpkin pie with him. I really really really really really miss him.
|this a family photo from a couple years ago|
|this is me, visiting him in the hospital|