Wednesday, March 24, 2010

One Hundred Six

Today is my grandpa's birthday. We celebrated our birthdays together for most of my childhood (they're two days apart) though I wasn't always sure he knew it was my birthday too. (Silly child...) He's been gone for almost eleven years now but I can still close my eyes, imagine his "grandpa" smell, feel his arms wrapped tight around me, and hear him call me his "little rascal". And I still miss him.


I love you, Grandpa.
Happy Birthday!

6 comments:

  1. What a nice picture, Martha...and a nice memory. The scent of loved ones gone is so powerful.

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  2. Sweet memory Martha. My grandma and I had close birthdays.

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  3. I can't believe he would have been 106 today. I also can't believe he's been gone almost 11 years. I miss him too. I can still hear him calling me a "little rascal" and remember those wet kisses he used to plant on my cheek.

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  4. Awww...grandpas can be so special!
    Happy birthday to both of you!

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  5. I thought of him many times yesterday! I also calculated how old he would be. I'll always miss him and Dad too.

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  6. I don't need to calculate, just add 60 years to my own age. (Of course with that going down it will be getting a little more tricky.)

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