Thursday, November 29, 2012
It seems like yesterday
I was 12 and until that day, death was something that happened but I have never felt its cold sting. I still miss him and think of what a charge he would get out of my kids - Jared is named after him and in some ways is so like him its scary. My grandfathers kind and soft ways, his mannerisms and most of all his big hands. Lindsay on the other hand is her own person LOL but she loves sugar the way he did - lots and lots.
He had a HUGE spoon (it held I believe 10 tablespoons on it) that he ate his porridge with every day and my grandmother use to scold him about how much sugar he put on it. He alwasy replied with a smile "but dear I only put ONE spoonful on it :)