This was a birthday my family threw for me when I was young. I don't remember it at all since I was so young, but I would like to believe I was very happy that day. Or I think I should have been if I knew my years were limited with my grandfather. I realize I write about my grandfather a lot on this blog, but I loved and admired that man so much. Little did I realize until now, he went out of his way to do everything for me. We would take walks down to the creek in my neighborhood, and even down to the stock car track on a summer night. He enjoyed everything I do.
He came to my baseball games, he supported me in school and he loved spending time with me. I may have not noticed this when I was young, but when I look back at all these pictures, I can't help but noticed he loved me dearly.
And to be completely honest, I took our time together for granted sometimes. I thought he would always be here with me. Until he got diagnosed with Parkinsons and slowly went in a decline over the years. He died in November of 2016 and I will never forget the day my family broke the news to me. I stood in silence, much like I do to this very day when I speak of him.
I am looking forward to the day I will be able to see him again. Grandpa, this is for you, I love you so much and I would do anything to watch one more ball game with you.
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