8 months

He's been gone 8 months.


there's definately been a bit of a hole left behind after grandpa died. a void.


but with time things heal and you move on with your life because while one of the most important people in your life leaves, you're still here. and a life is a terrible thing to waste.





The other day i went to grandma and grandpas house to help them go through some things. Even though it's been 8 months, it hit me, no one lives here anymore. I won't lie, i cried a little.. i mean i haven't ben there in over 8 months, and at that time the house was full.


But then we started going though boxes in the basement, and we found the most amazing things.


Love letters grandpa wrote from Korea.


Grandmas wedding veil.


My dad's 9th birthday card.


All my aunts and uncles and my dad's graduation photos.


..even candid shots from my grandpas time in Korea.





Those were my favorite. I looked at them at least three times through. i even took some of them home..
I mean, how amzing is that picture? I don't blame grandma for falling in love with him when she met him on that train. I hope that in my lifetime i can be HALF as amazing as i thought he was.
I could go on for DAYS talking about him, as well as my grandma loper whos been gone for almost 9 years.
I don't think i'll ever stop missing them.
People don't last forever. Death is a part of life. But thats not all there is..


"I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge. That myth is more potent than history. That dreams are more powerful than facts. That hope always triumphs over experience. That laughter is the only cure for grief. And I believe that love is stronger than death."
Robert Fulghum

:)