Every time
February rolls around I get nostalgic. Thinking about all the time spent
listening to the news, mocking people, jokes shared & those moments when my
grandfather walked me to and from school/dance class/piano lessons makes me
grateful for our time together, but sad because I didn't have as much
time with my grandmother. Although she passed away before I turned 5, one of
the few things I remember about her before she got sick was the feeling of love I felt when being around her. I'm just glad that they're together once again.
"On February 10th, 1993 they were separated. February 18th, 2009
they were finally reunited. May they both rest in eternal peace."
♡ R.I.P. Grandpa & Grandma♡