Pop Pop died seven years ago, but I am still struggling with it today. Part of me likes to think he’s alive, but I just haven’t seen him for a while.
I’m really bad at saying goodbye to people. I always have been. When I was little and I would talk to my grandma on the phone, at the end of the conversation, she would say, “Alright, let’s hang up together.” Then, together we said, “1…2…3…Love you!” *Click*
Gammy is an angel. She has done so much for me. She and Pop Pop used to call me “Messy Lou” since my middle name is Louise, same as hers. I haven’t seen her since my grandpa died. I call her as often as possible to chat and tell her how much I love and miss her. Hopefully sometime soon we can get together for a few weeks and make up for lost time.
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