With Grandpa gone many things will be different.

Last night it hit me (or I finally let myself) that my Papa will never be around anymore. I loved my Papa and he was one of my best friends… third on my list. (Jesus, My sister, PAPA.) I would go to him for advice, and prayer support.

However I could never wish him back. He is in a much better place. I will see him again one day.

His funeral went well. I wish I could have sang the song without as much tears, but I kept my Promise to Papa that I would sing his favorite song.

Now I must learn to live without his jokes, advice, prayer support, and friendship.

I miss you Papa, but I know we will be together one day again!