
I know its very blurry, but please bear with me (oh, and lets try not to notice the chipped nail polish either, while we're at it...LOL).
We unpacked some stuff today, and I came across this picture of Michael with his grandpa. His grandpa lived long after this, and died when Michael was in his late teens. In fact, just a short time before Michael and I started dating.
He's got very fond memories of him, and I really wish I had been able to meet him. I think Michael got his tender hearted ways from him...I've never heard anyone say an unkind word about him.
It made me think of my Grandpa, and how I miss him so. Maybe they're up there in heaven, watching over us together.





