For day 12 of the challenge I am supposed to write about something I miss.
I miss my grandpa the most. He died in June of last year. He and I were very close and losing him was very tough on me. It took me a long time to get through it. I don’t say over it because I’m not over it but I’m not consumed by the grieve as I was the first few months. He was the first person I was really close too who died and it was hard on my daughter so it was a rough time. I still really miss him and occasionally find myself wanting to call and tell him something.