I lost my granddad a few weeks ago. Ever since, I've gone through a multitude of emotions. My grandfather was the best, period. Of course as the first grandchild, he spoilt me rotten. One of my favorite memories was hanging out at my grandparent's house with my cousins on the weekends. He was my biggest supporter and always had words of encouragement for me whenever I needed it.
I hoped I would see him this Christmas for a huge family reunion, but it wasn't meant to be. I wish I could tell him, that I love him more than words can express and I miss him already.