When I saw this post coming up my thoughts immediately went to my Grandfather. It's been several years since he's passed but at times it still feels as though he was just here. They say that time heals all wounds but I'm not so sure. There isn't a day that goes by that my mind doesn't wander to thoughts of him.
I miss having him in my life. The way I could just bounce things off of him and get his thoughts and opinions always gave me comfort. Even with the miles between us I always knew he was right there if I needed him. He raised me. He was my family. I miss that and I miss him.
I also miss the days of simplicity. The days where the hubs and I could jaunt off on weekends without a care in the world. To the beach; on a road-trip; out on the lake; a quick 9 holes walking around the golf course; just sitting on the couch enjoying each other's company without having to worry about the million things we had to do or get done. I miss those days on a daily basis. I want them back in our life. I need them back in our life. We all do.
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