I remember toddling towards a dark, smiling face. My arms were outstretched as another pair of tanned arms caught me by the waist. A low, deep laugh sounded above me and I felt the sound echo in my heart.
My grandfather will always be the most amazing man to me. No other man will take the place he has in my heart. He is everything I think a man should be: gentle, generous, cheerful and considerate. I miss him everyday that I live and I wish I could live up to his dreams for me (or maybe not, because he did want me to be a nun).
Whatever it is, Grandpa, I love you and I wish you were here.
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