It's been almost 4 months since we've had you here with us... and I can't say that the pain has lessened. Because it hasn't. I have voicemails from you, that I play every now and then just to hear your voice. To ease that moment of pain.
Our first round of holidays without you will be here in a few days. Shit. We are not looking forward to celebrating without you. We WILL have each other though, to hold each other up... just like you taught us.
Miss you so much Pop. Gwen is getting so big. She's such a talker, and a dancer, and well, a little ham. We read her "Family" book almost every day {we did tonight}, and every time we get to your page she smiles and says "Pop-Pop & Mam-Mom." I am so happy that she knows you. Even if she may not remember her time with you on her own... I will always remind her.
I don't usually speak for anyone other than myself, but I think it is safe to say that we are all especially thankful to have had you in our lives. To have many many memories with you. Memories that take that little sting away. That help clear the lump in our throat. The memories that remind us that you love us just as much as we love and miss you.
Look after us, Pop... even though I know you already are. Hold us a little tighter these next few months. Visit us in our dreams. Please. I miss you.
I love you, Pop.
xoxo.
I love you, Pop.
xoxo.